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| which he was thankful for. He had expected her to perhaps be repelled by the imperfection of his facean imperfection inflicted by a man Ashton despised! |

| Sasha's stomach did a strange sort of churning when she saw the white scar that shaving had uncovered on Ashton's lower right cheek. Yet it was not so much the scar that caused her reaction. It was something else that his having shaved had uncoveredAshton was the most handsome man she had ever seen! She had fallen in love with a man who not only had heart-melting violet eyes, but also a kind and intelligent face with lean lines and smooth features, a straight nose and a square jaw. |

| Then her attention was drawn back to the scar when a flash of lightning lit it up as though it were a part of the lightning itself. "Ashton, how did you get the?" she blurted, but was interrupted by a great clap of thunder that was followed by a sudden torrential downpour. |

| Ashton sighed with relief, realizing that he had just been saved from her questions, at least for the moment. He swept an arm around Sasha's waist and ushered her quickly away. "Get beneath the dray," he shouted above the howling winds. "It's strong. The winds won't be able to budge it." |

| Already soaked clean through to the bone, Sasha did not argue the point. She crawled beneath the dray and hugged her wet arms, shivering, as she peered from beneath it to see Ashton run to the horses to make sure they were secured. |

| Then she screamed and almost fainted when lightning cracked somewhere close by and a tree snapped in two as though it were only a twig and |

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