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Alan ground out the words. “You don’t love him!”

“How do you know?” Ebony said, using her fingers to comb her tangled hair back from her face.

“Because you’re incapable of loving any man,” he stated harshly.

Her short bark of laughter was half disbelieving, half mocking. “Certainly not a man like you!”

His blue eyes blazed for a second before adopting an expression of cold contempt.

“Then why keep on going to bed with me?”