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night. “I fell for you, Al. Every minute I’ve spent with you since has just reinforced what I instinctively knew the minute I laid eyes on you. I love you.”
    “You love Des too.” The accusation wasn’t as acid as his previous comments had been.
    “Yes, but it’s irrelevant now that I’m with you.”
    “It’s not irrelevant when you call me by his name.”
    Ouch!
    “It was a mistake. Fighting with Des is an anomaly. Something out of the ordinary. As far as you and I go it means nothing. I love you, Alex . You have to believe that.”
    His cock twitched. “Tell me again.”
    “I love you, Al.”
    “Again.” The word was a demand, not a request.
    She loosened her grip on her hand. “I love you.”
    He stared down at her, his eyes burning with emotion. Hurt? Disbelief? Desire?
    Yes. All three of them.
    “Please, believe me. What you and I have has nothing to do with anyone else. I love you .” She placed her hand on his thigh and breathed a sigh of relief when he didn’t push it away. The muscle beneath his skin flexed and his cock, which had sat limp and disinterested, pulsed.
    She felt an answering tug in her belly.
    “ Alex .” This time his name was not so much a confirmation of his identity as a moan of hunger and need. Megan straightened her back and shifted closer to him.
    His head hit the back of the chair and he groaned out loud. “Christ, woman, what am I going to do with you?”
    Megan took a shuddery breath, sensing his capitulation. He believed her. She blinked back tears of relief and tried to speak, but her throat was all clogged up. She had to swallow and clear her throat to answer him.
    “You’re going to carry on loving me?” She hadn’t meant for her answer to come out as a question, but she needed the reassurance. Needed to know he’d accepted her truths and assimilated them. Needed to know her feelings for Des didn’t affect how Alex felt about her. “You’re going to tell me you understand, and you believe me. That you know, no matter what I feel about Des, I love you.”
    “I hate that you can even think about another man.”
    “I love you, Alex. I love you .”
    “And Des.”
    “That doesn’t matter. It doesn’t affect us.”
    “Unless you call me by his name.”
    “A horrible, terrible mistake. That’s all. Please believe me, that’s all. I’m with you because I love you.” Knowing actions spoke louder than words could, she inched her hand forward and brushed her fingers over his cock.
    It swelled at her touch.
    “ Shit! ” He clasped the arms of the chair as though he fought to suppress his rising erection.
    “Don’t fight me, Al,” she whispered. “Let me prove I love you.” Her gaze was no longer on his face. It rested on his lap, on the movement of her hand as she stroked him more boldly, on the hardening of his shaft.
    “God, baby, I want you to love me,” he said on a groan.
    “I do, Al. I swear, I do.” She bent her neck, kissed the inside of his thigh, slowly working her way upward until she grazed his shaft with her lips.
    She whispered his name. “Alex.”
    It was an acknowledgment, a sign of recognition. She had no doubt which man sat before her. Which man she’d apologized to.
    “Megan.” Her name escaped on a sigh.
    She opened her mouth and ran her tongue lightly over the tiny slit in his cock.
    “Ah, fuck.” Alex arched his hips, pushing himself against her mouth. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
    “Shhh,” she soothed, letting her breath breeze over his shaft. “Let me make it okay. Let me love you. Please.”
    She risked a glance at his face and found him staring at her with a devastatingly intense expression.
    “Okay?” she asked, terrified of the answer.
    He looked at her for a very long time, the intensity of his gaze not receding one bit. Finally, finally he nodded his agreement. “Okay.”
    A dry sob broke free of her throat. “Okay then.”
    Before she could burst into tears and cry like a baby, she turned her full