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LORENA

I woke up with a warm body pressed against my back, a man’s strong arms around me.

In Alessandro’s bed. I slept with my husband. And had sex. Numerous times. My body was enveloped in the sweetest exhaustion.

And my heart… oh my heart!

My heart melted. With every word he whispered last night, every promise he gave and every endearment he called me. Some I understood; others I didn’t.

I was a fool to ever think I could just use him for sex to sate my craving. It was always so much more with Ales. I tried to put up my walls after our fling in the car. I really did.

Then we got home and he pretty much swooped me up into his arms and strode into the house, his mouth colliding with mine.

Then straight through to our bedroom. Like I was his new bride. Just like he did all those years ago

Alessandro’s big body stirred behind me, his arm tightening around my waist. God, it felt good having his arm around me, but it was stupid.