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burning sensation spread like a wildfire, lighting up her bloodstream and sending her hormones into overdrive. What kind of penance was she paying that even furious with him, even knowing she had to let him go from her life, she still wanted him so badly her whole body ached with it?
    “What’re you doing here, Ronan?” she demanded, curling her fingers into the silky duvet material as if she were holding on to a lifeline.
    “Came to talk, Laura,” he said, strolling closer to the bed. Closer to her .
    “There’s nothing to talk about, and by the way, why do you still have my key?” And how had she forgotten to get it back? Well, to be fair, when he gave her the speech on how it wasn’t working out and that they wouldn’t be seeing each other again, she’d felt too bruised to remember to ask for it back.
    Which she was kicking herself for now.
    He patted the pocket where he’d deposited the key. “You gave it to me.”
    “We were together at the time,” she pointed out and winced as her own voice went a little high. Beneath their conversation, Beast’s snoring continued on.
    “Could be again,” he said, then glanced down at Beast so he didn’t see Laura’s eyes go wide.
    “Easy to see why you want to keep the Beast,” he noted wryly. “A vicious guard dog such as this one would make you feel safe.”
    Beast snored even louder.
    “He’s company.”
    “Aye,” Ronan mused, “quite the conversationalist.” He bent down, rubbed one hand across Beast’s exposed stomach and said, “Wake up, you lazy hound.”
    The dog’s eyes reluctantly opened. He saw Ronan and rolled over, pushing himself up high enough to welcome his former owner with a kiss.
    Ronan laughed and the sound seemed to rumble through the room before settling in the pit of Laura’s stomach and jittering there. She tried to remind herself that they were exes. Tried to remember how she’d felt the night he left her. Tried to remember the pain she’d suffered later when she lost—
    Steeling herself, she said, “Ronan, you don’t belong here. You should leave.”
    “But I am here, and I’m not ready to go just yet.”
    In the lamplight, his blue eyes shone and she read amusement in their depths, which only served to make her angrier. A good thing.
    “Yes, you’re here. Without invitation.”
    “And would you have invited me in?”
    “No.”
    “There you are then.” He shrugged and took a seat at the end of the bed. Beast moved to lay his big head on Ronan’s thigh and both man and dog watched her.
    He was far too close.
    “So, your guard dog doesn’t seem to mind me being here.”
    Feeling oddly compelled to defend the dog, she said, “He knows I’m not in danger from you.”
    Ronan tilted his head to one side as his gaze speared into hers. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that, were I you.”
    Her stomach did a slow swirl and spin. She shoved one hand through her hair, then grabbed up the duvet again and held it even closer. “Ronan, you should go.”
    “No. Not until you tell me what it is that’s really at the heart of all of this.”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She scooted even farther from him, smacking her back against the headboard.
    “Aye, you do, but for some reason, you’re not telling me.” Nodding, he glanced down at the dog, then back to her. “It’s not about Beast at all, is it? There’s something that’s driving you.”
    “If there is, it’s none of your business,” she countered.
    Outside, the wind moaned under the eaves and the rain hammered at the window glass. He was watching her as if waiting for her to speak up and give him exactly what he wanted. Which was just so like him. Well, Laura wasn’t going to satisfy his curiosity.
    “You broke up with me, remember? How did you put it? Oh, yes.” As if she could forget. “I believe your exact words were, It’s been a grand time for the both of us and now it’s done. ”
    He frowned thoughtfully. “And you weren’t