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“A Celibate Marriage?”

Tom Asked.

Kate sniffed and pulled her dress over her head. Wriggling into it, she shook her hair back from her face and stared at him. “At first, Tom, yes.”

“At first?” He clung to those two words like a drowning man snatching at a piece of driftwood.

“I just think it would be best if we didn’t sleep together right away. If we took our time.”

He cocked his head and looked at her through wary eyes. “How much time?”

“I don’t know. However long it takes for us to get to know each other. Become friends.”

A snort of laughter shot from his lungs. “Friends...”

“What’s wrong with that?” she asked, glaring at him.

“Kate,” Tom said, giving her a slow up-and-down look. “I’ve got lots of friends, and not one of them makes me want to strip them naked and carry them off to the forest primeval.”