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“You can’t wish to stay married to someone who—who won’t live with you.” Cally said, slowly and unsteadily.

“Of course not.” He sounded almost brisk. “Naturally I want a wife who’ll share my home and my bed.”

He smiled at her, his eyes touching her—stripping her, she realized, as her heart began to flutter in panic.

“In fact, I want you, my sweet,” he added softly. “Because you stood beside me in church and made certain vows. I remember it perfectly. You were wearing a white dress with a lot of little buttons down the front of it. Frankly, I was fantasizing about undoing them all—with my teeth,” he added, with a kind of sensuous reminiscence that made her shiver.

“Now, at last, I want those vows fulfilled, and I really think, my sweet, that I’ve waited long enough. Even you must agree that our wedding night is long overdue….”