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She sers "Coht, sweet" He toyed with the stee pale blue blosso her silken skin

Esy to spare Sleepily sated, she could see that his body still thruor What kind of wo in fascinated satisfaction?

More woods, how that offended her

Had her sister left him more sated? Her sister who had warmed his bed until Zeldie had found a way to take her place?

"Am I better than my sister?" The words were out before she could prevent the his answer

Her words dragged his sht, across the wide expanse of the bedchamber, to rest on the sultry, raven-haired Gypsy "Esently

"Ahed "We’ve had this discussion before--"

"And you never answeryourself, sweet You know it’s foolish …"

"How can I not when you can compare me to a hundred, nay a thousand, even my own sister?" Shapely brows puckered in a scowl above her flashing eyes

His laughter rolled "And how many do you compare ood as in" She spit out the ith distaste Life was too unpredictable for virginity to be a prized possession a her people Lust, in all its facets, was a healthy aspect of the Ro "Stop Now"

But she couldn’t The poison words of accusation tumbled out fast and furious at the only , and his boredoranite upon his perfect face this very eve In truth, for e in silence, and when at last her tongue rested, he turned back to hisThe howl of a solitary wolf ruptured the night and she felt an answering cry well up within her She knew the Hawk’s silence was his farewell Stinging with rejection and hu in his bed--the bed she knew she would never be asked to enter again

She would kill for him