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radiated from every pore of her skin.  So are you.
He breathed deliberately, forcing his heart to behave.  Go to bed, he ordered, bending to kiss her
delicately on the mouth.  We ll talk some more in the morning, when it s safer.
Her eyes searched his.  Can t I sleep with you?
His jaw tensed.  No.
 Just sleep, she pleaded.
He put her away from him with a curt laugh.  I can see that. Sleeping, with you in my arms.
Her eyebrows rose.  Couldn t you?
He glanced down at her with impatient amusement.  You are a green one, aren t you? No, darling, I
couldn t. I want you. At her confused stare, he drew her against his powerful body and deliberately
moved her hips against his.  Want, he emphasized even as her mind made the connection between the
changed contours of his body and the words.
 Oh, she exclaimed softly.
His shadowy eyes surveyed hers.  Didn t you understand? he asked gently.  It s uncomfortable for a
man.
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Her face flushed with color as she met his gaze.  I m sorry. I really do have a lot to learn.
 It will be fascinating, he murmured, watching her draw discreetly away.
 What will?
 Shocking you speechless on our wedding night, he said with a wicked grin.  I ll live on the very
thought for the next few months.
 John Sterling! And I thought you were a gentleman.
 Remind me, after we re married, to give you the real definition of that word: it s an eye-opener.
 Do I have to go? she protested.
His bright eyes twinkled.   Unless you want to be attacked.
She sidestepped his playful grab, laughing, bubbling with joy, gloriously beautiful with her pale blonde
hair curling around her shoulders in a cloud, and her emerald eyes challenging him from the perfect oval
of her lovely face.
 I ll go, she said.  It must be the tropical air getting to your brain.
 It s more a case of you getting to my body, he taunted, his eyes sparkling.
She forced her legs to carry her to the door, and turned back to stare at him, at the thick blond-streaked
brown hair her fingers had mussed, at the sensuous look of him with his shirt unbuttoned, his mouth
faintly swollen, his eyes glittering with desire.
 I ll be the best wife you ever imagined, she said softly.  I ll love you and give you children, and
never even complain when you track mud onto my clean carpets. She grinned.  And in bed, once you
teach me how, I ll just blow your mind, Jonathan Sterling.
He smiled slowly.  I can hardly wait.
 Sweet dreams...darling, she added, feeling wildly adult and passionate and loved. He hadn t said the
words, but he must feel them. She was sure that he did. Otherwise why would he want to marry her
when he d always clung to his freedom? When he smiled back at her, all the tiny doubts rushed away in
a surge of wonder, and she danced out the door and into bed, humming a love song under her breath.
The next morning he was sitting at the breakfast table with Margaret when Priscilla got downstairs.
She d overslept and it was midmorning, and she looked as flustered as she felt.
 It s about time, John said with a grimace.  Some way for a newly engaged woman to behave, I ll tell
you.
Margaret was grinning from ear to ear.  I ll leave you two to discuss your future alone, while I call
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Renee and Adam and just burst with pride.
John and Priss laughed as she retreated in a bustle.
 Mom will have it all over the valley before you get back, Priss warned him.  Perhaps you d better
call your mother...
 I told Mother before I left Australia, he said softly.  She was thrilled at my excellent taste in women.
Come here, for God s sake!
She settled down in his lap and smiled into his amused eyes.  I like this a lot, she told him, teasing his
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