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| been thinking about cutting my hair before we start out for the outback," she said, then thrilled all over when he came to her and tenderly kissed the nape of her neck. She closed her eyes. "Oh, Ashton, please don't do that. Please?" |

| Ashton stepped away from her. He grabbed a pair of scissors from the back of the bar and forced them into her hand. "Go ahead and cut your hair," he said angrily. "What does it matter if you look like a man or woman, anyhow?" |

| He stormed away. Lightning went to Sasha and looked up at her with trusting eyes, looking as though they were smiling. Sasha placed the scissors on the bar, shuddering at the thought of ever actually having to cut her long hair, then knelt to her knees and hugged Lightning. |

| "I continue to hurt Ashton, Lightning," she whispered. "Will it ever be any different? Will I ever truly feel free enough to allow him to love me?" |

| She watched Ashton as he began moving glasses from the tables, slamming them on the bar. When he looked her way, his expression and mood quickly softened. Their eyes locked and there was no denying what was being said between them, no matter that Sasha would not allow it to be said aloud. |

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