s face and felt a pang of heartach

e dreams, I've strangled you countless ti

wondered whose bed Summer was

m with so much hatred that

ts began. His temper gre

fr

istopher to become increasingly broodi

I've always loved you. Ple

he rest-that he wa

f you loved me, you wouldn't have left me f

o

word was utte

nty-seven years and

t him-physically, emotionally-until he fe

you'-if spoken without real feelings,

emphasized the w

said 'I love you' to

nauseous. He abruptly stood up, his l

e sound of vomiting and runn

instantly paled. Her beautif

eally th

hristopher's body wo

.

oor o

er standing there, her face still as pur

e still damp, his expr

or on his face, and

that made every woman want him. Incred

t for you," she sudde

, a flicker of surprise cross

l take care of

rned and walked t

ients, and decided to make a simple Am

nd her, watching her skilled movemen

ced two servings of break

him and smiled. "Plea

at down, looking at the sandwich, fr

fined, completely at odd

orange juice and took a sip,

n I make breakfast for yo

k?" Christopher wiped his lips with a n

e so much, of course, I

iled s

ere was no man who could lov