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Prologue

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Rain drummed on the roof, loud enough to wake the dead, but I wasn’t asleep anyway. Daniel’s arm looped around my waist, his hand resting over my naked breast, thumb idly caressing the soft skin. I’d never felt so safe, so wanted, so utterly content in all my life.

No matter what our agreement said, I knew with a bone deep certainty: one night wasn’t enough.