Leaning forward, he dusted a kiss over her lips, his touch light and sensuous. Her eyes closed, wonder and delight shimmering through her like faerie dust- dreams wrapping her in their silken hold."You love me, Grace." His mouth brushed against hers. "That's what you said last night. You meant it, did you not?"Her eyes opened, locking on his. "Yes, I meant it," she said in a hushed tone. "Of course, I love you.
-Tracy Anne Warren
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