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This
isn’t goodbye, Faith.
The words skated across her skin and she fought down the
urge to look over her shoulder at the tall handsome Scotsman
she walked away from.
“Faith
wait!” Sean’s voice reached her and she realized she’d moved
past him as well.
Without
any intention of waiting for him, she kept on up the street
and as she rounded the corner Faith broke into a run. She
headed toward the one place she knew Sean wouldn’t find her,
for he didn’t know where it was. As she ran to the edge of
the rock, she gasped for breath. There was no need for her
to clear anything up with Sean, he’d made his bed and he
could lie in it. The thing that was concerning her now, was
her reaction to seeing Rowan Kilgour again. And his words of
that she knew why she did what she did.
He’s
right. You know why you allowed him to offer comfort.
She couldn’t explain it, it was like when he touched her for
the first time in a long time she felt complete. Like he was
the other half of her soul.
“That’s
just crazy,” she muttered. “It makes no sense at all why a
man I haven’t seen since I was a sophomore in high school
could have that affect on me.”
“If it
helps, you have the same affect on me, Faith,” a deep voice
flowed up from behind her and wrapped her in its sensual
softness.
Faith
didn’t jump, it was as if her body had already known he was
there. “Seventeen years is a long time, Rowan.”
“I
know,” he said in a graveled voice. “Trust me, leannan,
I am well aware of how long it’s been.”
Squeezing her eyes tight, Faith wet her lips with her tongue
then opened her eyes. She refused to turn around, unsure if
this was just another dream or a cruel hoax. “What do you
want, Rowan?”
“You
know what I want. The same thing I wanted when I first laid
eyes upon you. You, Faith. I want you.”
He said
it with such finality and conviction, for a moment, she
almost believed him.
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Burke, 2008.
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