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This was what she had ached for...

She had been so hungry for him to kiss her like this, she acknowledged dizzily, as his mouth started to move over hers. She adjusted her body to get closer to him and felt him shift his weight to accommodate her.

Against his mouth she cried his name.... “Saul. Saul...Saul....”

Abruptly Louise found herself being set free, pushed away from the intimacy of the male body her own craved so badly. Only his hands still held her.

“Open your eyes, Louise,” she heard a harsh and shockingly familiar male voice demanding bitingly. “I am not your precious Saul, whoever he might be....”