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now, any more than he could when they were young and recklessly in love.
    “Then why’d you come?” she whispered, finally securing her hair behind her ears. “It couldn’t be simply to negotiate the claiming of the hot springs on your queen’s behalf. I can see there’s more to it in your eyes. You’re hiding something…”
    “You want the truth?” Damon’s voice came out low. Flatter than he’d planned.
    “No,” she said, stringing together a pathetic laugh. “I want you to lie to me.”
    “Fine. You want me to lie?” He took a deep breath and then pushed out the words teetering on the edge of his tongue. “I haven’t thought about you, not a single moment, since you told me goodbye. I’ve gone on with my life, living with the Draco clan who birthed me, happy as a fucking clam. I’ve claimed a faithful woman, and we fuck like Were rabbits every night. You meant nothing to me when we kept each other warm beneath that glaring moon. And you mean absolutely nothing to me now.”
    His heart boomed. Sasha stared at his mouth as if she couldn’t believe it’d spoken the words. Her eyes glossed over with disbelief. Within seconds, shock morphed to realization.
    At least now she knew the real reason he’d come…he had to see her again. To prove to himself that he could resist her. Although he loved her with more passion than his body could handle, he could restrain himself. He could resist Sasha’s allure. Fight the pull to crush her body to his.
    “I don’t understand.” Sasha closed her arms around herself and shivered, though from the sparkle in her eyes, Damon would’ve bet it wasn’t from the cold. “You said you didn’t come to see me.”
    “That’s right. I didn’t.” He’d been fooling himself all along. He did come for her. And now that he laid his eyes upon her once more, he couldn’t stop staring.
    He saw how the tightness of her dress accented her curves. The way it hugged the full mounds of her breasts. The way the front dipped low, showcasing her milky white neck and shoulders. He longed to run his fingers over her silky skin—would it still be as smooth as he remembered?—run his thumbs over the peak of her nipples and hold the heavy weight of her breasts in his hands.
    Damn it! No! He had a job to do. And loyalty to prove.
    Damon clenched his jaw and looked to the trees. The sky. The hot springs. Anywhere but Sasha’s eyes. All Damon had to do was stay strong—and focused—for one day. Twenty-four fucking hours.
    “I came here to prove that I could resist you,” he said at last, keeping his gaze the hell away from Sasha. “And I have to admit, it’s easier than I thought it’d be.”
    “Is that right?” she challenged. She must’ve felt the same sparks, the same magnetism, and saw right through his bullshit. “Then turn around and walk away.”
    “You think I can’t?”
    “No.” When she took a step closer and pressed against him, he nearly hissed from the shock. “I think you won’t.”
    Before Damon could argue or deny the truth to himself, Sasha’s pillow-soft breasts rubbed against his chest, hardening him to stone. Through her corseted top and the cotton of his shirt, he could feel her warmth. It spread across his skin and penetrated right to his core, where years of loneliness and rejection had built an ice sheet.
    Keep his paws—ah, shit, he was already too close. In too deep.
    Even though Damon knew no good would come of it, his hands found her shoulders and then drifted to her neck. Sasha held her breath as he tilted her face so her cheek could catch the moonlight. She was stunning. Earth-rocking. More than any shifter he’d seen in his thirty years on Feralon, Draco or not. As her lips parted for him, Damon could’ve sworn something cracked inside him and then melted through his ribcage.
    “You have to know this won’t end well for us.” Damon had the feeling that whatever was about to happen was beyond his control. He was a pistol—cocked,