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It was dawn when Carys woke up in Cullen’s arms. She almost felt good. How was that even possible considering the fact that Raviq was dead? She looked down and realized it was because of the man beneath her. He had let her cry her eyes out and kept her safe.

She pictured Raviq’s one smile and held it close in her heart. Then she sent up a prayer.

You beautiful boy. Please be in God’s arms and be at peace. I love you.

She breathed a sigh of pleasure and looked down at Cullen. It was a rare occurrence for her to get a chance to study the man at rest. He was a wonderful man. How had she gotten so lucky to have a man who was willing to track her down?

His eyes opened.

“Good morning, Honey.” And that wonderful growly voice. She could just roll around in it like a cat in catnip.

“Is that invite to Virginia still open?” she asked.

All sleepiness disappeared from his eyes.

“Of course it is. Even more today than yesterday.”

“Why? That makes no sense. You just saw me have a total meltdown. If anything, you should be scared.”

“Are you kidding? Your level of caring, love, and empathy just makes me want you more, Carys.”

She was stunned.

“But, Cullen, what if I let you down?” she voiced her biggest fear. “I’m not sure I’m up for the physical side of a relationship.” She stared at his chest, unable to meet his eyes. He put a finger under her chin and tilted her head upward, forcing her to meet his eyes.

“We just take it one day at a time, it’s all anyone can do. But the woman I think I’ve come to know is probably tired of the stasis she’s in. Am I right?”

He was.

“I want more from life. But I don’t want you to think I’m using you.”

He laughed. It was a big laugh and she was afraid he might wake her friends. “Use me. I’m begging you.”

“You’re a nutbar.”

“Yes, I am. Want to take a bite?” He got up from the couch and picked up their dishes from last night. “It’s time to say good-night.”

“It’s morning,” she pointed out.

“I still want you to sleep on it. Get some real shut-eye. Then call me when you wake up. I want to make sure you mean it when I get a ‘Yes’ from you.”

She followed him into the kitchen as she rolled her eyes. God, the man oozed confidence.

At least one of us does.

He held her hand as they walked to the door. Even that little bit of touch turned her on. Okay, so the physical side of a relationship was probably not going to be a problem.

“Ready for a good-morning kiss?” he asked.

“Oh, yes.”

He folded her into his arms and she melted into his strength and warmth. Once again, he started with those light, coaxing kisses.

“Harder.”

“We’ll get there, but not now when I’m about to leave.”