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although she wasn’t exactly sure what she could have done differently to prevent it.
    “Shelby, I am waiting for an answer.   Why have you never taken it off?”
    Her eyes stung from unshed tears and there was a quiver in her voice when she spoke, but somehow she managed to answer him.  
    “You know why, Logan.   I love you, I always have.”

Chapter 3
    “ Mio bello ,” Logan murmured, slanting his mouth over hers.
    This was the part where Shelby was supposed to push him away and tell him it didn’t make any difference, that it was still over.   Except that when she put her palms on his chest, she could feel how fast his heart was racing and it made her own pulse jump.   Shelby’s eyes closed of their own volition, her lips parting as he claimed her mouth in a slow, seductive kiss.  
    If the sensations Logan aroused in her had crept up on her slowly she might have been able to maintain at least a small amount of indifference, but of course, that was impossible.   They slammed into her all at once, just as they’d always done whenever he kissed her.   The heat of his body seeped into her skin, chasing away the chill that had become such a part of her life.     She filled her lungs with his masculine scent and let it breathe new life into her while the taste of him fed her starving heart.  
    Shelby couldn’t get enough of him, and when Logan wrapped his arms around her and crushed her to his chest, her body exploded in a kaleidoscope of heat and desire and an aching need so powerful she would have let him take her right there without the slightest resistance.   She wanted him, wanted to feel him sink into her body so desperately that she lost sight of everything, including the reason she’d fled their marriage to begin with.
    Shelby molded herself to him, gently moving her hips from side to side until he was so hard she could feel him even through the thick denim of his jeans.   She sifted her fingers through his hair, pulling Logan’s mouth down hard against hers, telling him in every way she knew how just how much she needed him.   For a few glorious moments, Shelby felt his love wrap around her like a protective cloak before it was abruptly snatched away from her.
    Logan yanked his head back as if he’d been struck, his eyes narrowing suspiciously.   “Just where in the hell did you learn moves like that?”  
    Still caught up in the drunken effect he had on her, it took Shelby several seconds to catch on to what he was implying.  “What is that supposed to mean?”
    “You know what it means,” he said gruffly.   “I want to know who has been giving my wife lessons in seduction.”
    Stung by his accusation, Shelby tried to wriggle out of his grasp but she was no match for his strength, and with ridiculous ease he subdued her by pulling her even closer.   Pinned as she was between his powerful arms and broad chest, she could do little more than glare at him.   What right did he have to question her fidelity?   From the moment he’d taken her hand and led her out onto the dance floor, she’d thought of no other man but Logan.   And while he had probably been enjoying his freedom the past six months, Shelby had spent her days and nights crying her eyes out and nursing a broken heart that didn’t have a chance in hell of healing itself.
    What he deserved to hear was that she’d found someone else who had taught her not to be afraid of the passion inside herself and that she wanted him to leave.   He deserved to feel the life being crushed out of him by the image of his wife in another man’s arms, to have his entire world shattered by the knowledge that she hadn’t loved him enough to remain faithful.   Then maybe he would experience a little of the hell she’d been going through.
    But somewhere between the time she decided to blast him with lies that would tear him apart and the time she opened her mouth to let them fly, something behind those dark eyes of his wavered.   It