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‘Touch me and tell me that there is nothing at all left between us.’

Eleanor held her fists tight against her skirt. ‘The pull of flesh is only a fleeting thing. Honour and trust and duty are the tenets that a sensible woman lives by.’

‘And you are sensible?’

‘Very.’ The word was as forceful as she could make it, moulded by her depth of fear.

Unexpectedly Cristo smiled and took three steps back. ‘Logic and reason run a poor second to the heat of passion. Should you relax your guard for a moment, the truth of all you deny might be a revelation to you.’

Pursing her lips, she allowed him no leeway. ‘My life has changed completely since Paris, and I am a woman who learns well from her mistakes.’

‘Mistakes?’ He echoed the word, turning it on his tongue as if trying to understand the very nature of its meaning before finding a retort. ‘I have relegated our night together to neither blunder nor error. Indeed, I might have chanced something entirely different.’