“She’d thought it then, during all those endless sleepless hours. She remembered it now, two years later.And wasn’t that enough to justify the stand she’d taken? The sheer necessity not to be merely an obligation he’d acquired? To be a ‘burden’—that shaming, unendurable word which still had the power to flay the skin from her bones.No real mention of passion either, she thought objectively. Just endless restraint and consideration, as there’d been throughout their engagement. Surely real desire ...couldn’t be so easily suppressed?Because there’d been no attempt to change her mind by physical means either. No move to walk across and take her in his arms, whether she wanted it or not. No kissing her into submission before throwing her across the bed and dealing with her wisp of a nightgown in the way she’d originally planned, before he—he…Before he—what?Pathetically, she still only knew in theory, except that she was unswervingly certain that telling her he adored her and couldn’t live without her had to be part of it.If he’d wanted her at all, she thought, surely he’d have—tried…?She rolled over on the bed, burying her face in the pillow.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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