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| eyes flashing. "I would have settled for fewer sheep in exchange for a bed and a room of my own!" |

| Ashton glared at her, then stomped outside to stand on the porch. Sasha bit her lower lip in frustration. She didn't want to start their first evening at their sheep station with a quarrel. This should be a time for celebration! Ashton had even managed to bring a bottle of champagne with him for the occasion. He had guarded the champagne with his life through their daily battles with the forest and rivers. Not to open it and share it seemed a crime and she seemed to be at fault here. She should be grateful instead of being a whining shrew! |

| She went outside and stood beside Ashton on the porch. The sky was now filled with moonlight and flecked with stars. As far as the eye could see, the moon's glow revealed grazing sheep. The air was filled with the music of the bleating flock and the bassoon-like sound of the distant kangaroo. |

| A shiver raced up and down Sasha's spine when she heard the howling of dingoes in the far distance. She looked down at Lightning, who seemed still not disturbed by her own breed. The pup was curled up and peacefully asleep at Ashton's feet. |

| "We're finally here," she murmured. "Ashton, I am so glad." She looked up at him. "And, Ashton, I apologize for being so ungrateful. Will you forgive me?" |

| She warmed clear through when his answer was to place his arm around her waist, drawing her next to him. That was enough, for she knew that this gesture for him was not a small one. |

| "We've our own piece of heaven on earth," |

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