It had never occurred to her that she might adore the adult Clay even more than she had the youth, but there it was. The man her friend had grown into – well, he enchanted her, brooding temper, dark kisses, animal protectiveness, and all. To her delight, the feeling seemed to be mutual. But the separation had scarred them both. What would it do to Clay if this disease succeeded in killing her?
-Nalini Singh
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