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| the drinkers for a while. Why not spend it just sitting and talking? Then perhaps you'll feel better about things." |

| The confidence man's words about Ashton's eyes and name not matching had sent more waves of questions through Sasha's mind. She wanted to rush Ashton with the questions, yet she knew when he was purposely avoiding being open with her. And this time he must be more desperate than usual if he was willing to hear her discuss her life with Woodrow. She knew the jealousy this caused him! |

| She felt no less jealous herself now, knowing that Ashton had had a past, perhaps a questionable one, that he had not shared with her. Did the past include not only the confidence man, but also a woman? |

| Perhaps many? |

| Guilt washed through her for feeling that she had any claim at all on Ashton York. She was still spoken for. And until she knew that she wasn't, she had no right to feel jealousy over Ashtonor the sensual feelings that he aroused within her sometimes. |

| Oh, but love him she must! Never had she felt these emotions with Woodrow! She had experienced only a great sense of gratitude and peace while with the rich aristocrat who had chosen her over all the other women in his world. She had to remember! Above all else, even though he may have betrayed her, she had to remember that she owed him so much! |

| "Come," Ashton encouraged her. He stopped to release Lightning's leash, setting her free to roam as she pleased around the room. Then he guided Sasha by the hand to a table and chairs. He eased her |

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