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was honest and open, brave, and heartbreakingly generous. Her love for him shone in her eyes

and he felt it wash over him and cleanse him until he felt weak with relief and empowered by the

strength of his love for her .



‘I love you, Kitty.’ He drew her into his arms— tentatively, as if she were made of finest

porcelain and he was afraid she would break—and held her against his chest, feeling their hearts

beat in unison. ‘I think I probably fell in love with you when I mistook you for a waitress at the#p#分页标题#e#

palace ball—and, certainly, after I had made love to you in the cave and you then disappeared. I

tried everything to find you and if I had I would have hoped to have had a relationship with you.’



‘You mean you were going to ask Rina to be your mistress?’ Kitty queried, her eyes widening at

his tender smile.



‘It was all I could have offered, then,’ he said, his voice low and aching with regret for the time

he had wasted. ‘I had vowed never to marry again, and certainly never to fall in love. But then I

learned that there was a baby…and within weeks I had broken my first vow, and was fast on my

way to breaking the second.’



‘Oh, Nikos.’ The expression in his eyes told her louder than any words that it was true—

unbelievably, miraculously, he loved her. And because she understood how hard it must have

been for him to admit his feelings to himself, let alone to her—and allow himself to be

vulnerable and open to hurt—she loved him even more. Suddenly words were not enough, and

she reached up to cup his face with her hands and brushed her mouth over his, emotion flooding

through her when he responded instantly and kissed her with such sweet passion, such love , that tears slipped silently down her cheeks.



‘Don’t cry,’ he pleaded as he lifted her and carried her down the hall. ‘I never want to make you

cry, Kitty mou .’ But his eyes were wet too when he reached their bedroom and stood her by the bed while he drew down the zip of her gold dress and gently tugged the material until it fell in a

shimmering pool at her feet.



‘You are so beautiful, so soft and perfectly formed,’ he whispered against her mouth as he

removed the rest of her clothes, his, and drew her down onto the bed, covering her body with his

own. ‘After what happened with Greta and the baby I felt frozen inside,’ he admitted rawly.

‘And to be honest I was glad that nothing ever touched my emotions. I didn’t want to care for

anyone ever again, and I told myself I was happy dating dozens of women who meant nothing to

me.



‘I didn’t want to marry you, and I certainly didn’t expect to fall in love with you, but bit by bit

you crept under my guard. You were so generous and giving, and although you had enjoyed a

privileged upbringing you cared so much for others who have nothing. Sometimes I think you

want to change the world,’ he said softly, smiling down at her. ‘You changed me, Kitty. You

made me feel again, and you made me see that I was being a coward by denying how I felt about

you, even though I was sure you could not love me when I had forced you to leave the home you

loved, and your family. We will move back to Aristo if you want,’ he offered. ‘I want you to be

happy, Kitty, and I realised during the week I was in the States that I don’t care where I live as

long as I am with you.’



She shook her head firmly. ‘You belong in Athens, Nikos, and I belong with you. But I agree; it

doesn’t really matter where we are, as long as we’re together—you, me, and soon the baby.’ She

traced her fingers over his jaw and the sensual curve of his mouth, and felt desire flood through

her when his body stirred against hers. ‘But, Nikos, do you think we could stop talking now?’

she whispered against his mouth. ‘So that I can show you how much I love you.’



And she did with such passion and generosity and the love that she no longer had to hide from

him that Nikos’s heart overflowed with the emotions he had denied for so long. And when he

moved over her and joined them as one, it seemed to him that their souls as well as their bodies

had fused, and he knew that the love they shared would last a lifetime.





CHANTELLE SHAW





lives on the Kent coast, five minutes from the sea, and does much of her thinking about the

characters in her books while walking on the beach. She’s been an avid reader from an early age.

Her schoolfriends used to hide their books when she visited – but Chantelle would retreat into

her own world, and still writes stories in her head all the time. Chantelle has been blissfully