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that left no doubt. Until he’d started rhapsodizing about how they couldn’t…blah blah blah. Now that she knew he wanted her, she wouldn’t let anything stand in her way.
                  Sofia couldn’t, because she knew that she’d regret it for the rest of her life.
                  There would never be another Johnny Gallo.
                  She’d agreed to let him show her the pictures Heaven wanted her to see, but she was going to try out her charms in the process. He said he wanted her? Sofia wanted hard evidence.
                  Very hard evidence. 
                  Sofia chose another form fitting t-shirt and a denim mini skirt. He seemed to like her ass, so she was going to show it off. She didn’t care for it, but she wasn’t the one who had to look at it.
                  When she emerged from her bedroom, she saw that her choice of clothing had the desired effect. His eyes were everywhere but her face and when she slipped into his arms, the evidence of his appreciation was hard against her belly.
                  “I see you’re feeling better this morning,” she purred.
                  “Enough of that. You owe me three lessons before we get down to business.”
                  “You want me to pay in advance for the home run?” She arched a brow. “This is so backward. You’re supposed to be bribing me to put out.”
                  “Sweets, I’d like nothing more than to plow you like field, but after what happened, I’m pretty sure that we’re going to be struck by lightning or hit with a meteor. So I have to at least try to do my job before that happens. Remember, if I fail I’m going to Hell.”
                  “You’re being overdramatic.”
                  “We’ll see how overdramatic you think I am when I’m just a smoking spot on your rug.”
                  “Okay, then? Three. Let’s get started then. If we knock them all out today, we’ll be able to focus on fulfilling your promise.”
                  “You’re incorrigible.”
                  “No, I’m just determined.”
                  He wrapped his arms around her and it was like shaking up a snow globe. Sofia thought it was like being in the eye of a snowstorm. Beautiful, but dangerous. This time his magick worked and Sofia found herself standing outside the last house she ever wanted to see.
                  Damn it. She should have known this would be uncomfortable. It was the house she and Greg Jordan were to buy after they married.
                  There had been a hundred times in the last year Sofia wished she’d just stuck to the commitment she’d made and married him. Then she wouldn’t have ended up alone, choking to death on gingerbread men marveling at how many pounds she’d put on her ass.
                  “Ugh,” she muttered aloud.
                  “This is what would have happened if you’d married him despite your doubts,” Johnny said quietly. “Go on, look in the window. They can’t see us.” When she hesitated, he continued, “You said yourself that you know how this works. Go on.”
                  Sofia took a timid step forward, the snow crunching loudly beneath her feet. If they couldn’t see her, she’d be surprised as hell if they couldn’t hear her. She sounded like a bull moose in a china shop during mating season.
                  The truth was, she didn’t want to look. Didn’t want to see the whole magical, wonderful life she’d assumed she’d have had if she’d married Greg. Her ideas about true love had been stupid and childish, they’d been good partners and good friends. That’s what would have formed a solid marriage.
                  Now she was left to her own devices trying to give