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She moved herself over his arousal, her breath pinched, her body screaming in relief.

Hannah’s heart hammered against her ribs and pleasure burst, touching every single part of her, until she was all fire and flame, no room for thoughts and feelings, doubts and uncertainties.

Concerns of security, the future, their relationship, his grief, her loss, they all disappeared. What room was there for anything when there was this pleasure in life?

* * *

Her breathing was rhythmic and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Her vibrant red hair spread over his crisp white pillows, glowing like copper, and his gut throbbed painfully.

Leonidas Stathakis had tormented himself for the four years after his wife’s death, staying celibate even when his body had begged him to relent, even when he’d wanted to lose himself in a willing woman’s arms.

He hadn’t.

He hadn’t given in, until he’d seen Hannah and something inside him had begun to beat, a drum he could no longer ignore.

And it was still beating, but harder and faster now. With Hannah under his roof, it was impossible to ignore this; just as she’d said.

Theirs wasn’t a normal marriage, but they did have this, and suddenly, Leonidas didn’t want to fight it any more.

He watched her sleep, her beautiful, pregnant body naked to his hungry gaze, and he gave up fighting altogether. Perhaps in the morning he’d feel differently, but, for now, Leonidas allowed himself to curve his body behind hers, to place an arm possessively over her stomach and to fall asleep for the first time in a long time with a woman in his bed.

CHAPTER TEN

HANNAH WOKE, STRETCHING until her back connected with something hard and warm behind her. Her heart was racing, the meeting with Greg Hassan the day before having left a lingering sense of anxiety in her so that alarm was her first emotion, followed swiftly by something much warmer, much more tempting, when she corkscrewed in the bed and realised where she was, and who she was with.

Leonidas.

And he was awake.

Staring at her.

His naked body was not a mystery to her, and yet this was the first time she’d woken up beside him, or any man, and a hint of self-consciousness made her cheeks blush.

‘I fell asleep,’ she said quietly, her eyes dropping to his chest. ‘I’m sorry.’

She didn’t see the way his brows curved reflexively into a frown.

‘Why are you apologising?’

Hannah lifted her gaze to his. ‘I don’t know. I guess I would have thought you’d want your space. Or to not have me here.’

His frown deepened and there was silence for several beats. ‘I would have thought so, too.’

More silence.

‘You were right, on the beach, Hannah. There is something between us. This chemistry.’ His eyes were hollow when they met hers. ‘I don’t want to fight it any more.’

Her blood hammered inside her, hope was rolling inside her but she stayed completely still, watching him, listening.

‘I have been single a long time. Single by choice. I have no idea how to do this. And I don’t want to hurt you.’ His expression showed his doubts on that score.

‘Why do you think you’re going to?’

His face bore a mask of wariness.

‘I don’t want you to think that great sex is more meaningful than that.’

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