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EXCERPT “We knew you were here.” Daryl eased up to her and toyed with a hank of her hair. “I’ve wanted to see you again for the last seventeen years.” He had? “Why didn’t you?” she asked. “Because I was ashamed.” Daryl curled the chunk of her hair around his fingers. “I didn’t make it big like you said I would. Not right away and I was ashamed. I couldn’t come back and proclaim my triumph in California when there wasn’t any. I thought you’d laugh or say you’d told me so. God knows Lyndy did.” Of course. Her former friend had only wanted Daryl because she thought he’d be rich and she wanted money. Sarah had to be honest with him. “I wouldn’t have thought less of you.” She rested her head against his chest. “I missed you.” She winced. By admitting that, she’d opened the wound up again. Christ, she was sad…but they were together. Even if only for a short time, she had a second chance with the man she’d once loved. Daryl wound his arms around her. “I missed you too and I truly couldn’t get you out of my system.” He tipped her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. “You’re one in a million, Sarah.” He brushed his lips over hers. Tingles shot around her body. She’d missed the passion in his gaze and the tenderness in his touch. She sucked on his tongue. Holy hell, the man was intoxicating. Daryl broke away first. “I need you,” he murmured. “Always have.” She nodded. Common sense said she should leave and keep her heart from being hurt again. But she’d missed Daryl too much. The old feelings hadn’t died. They’d just been buried deep in her soul. A thought occurred to her. “What about Liam?” Her pussy clenched. Part of her wanted to be with just Daryl, but the rest of her wanted the attention of both men. She’d never slept with two men at one time. She trusted Daryl to be tender and swore her gut feeling about Liam being the same was right. Good God. She had to be crazy. Not having sex in the last year must’ve messed with her judgment. “He won’t touch you if you don’t want him to,” Daryl said. He caressed her cheek. “We want to make you happy. To make you fly.” “What if I want him to? I want both of you to…make me fly.” Reviews Coming Soon!
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