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| even deep within her soul, to make any more foolish blunders today. |

| "I would rather not talk about it, Ashton," she said, her voice quavering. "Please honor my wishes." |

| Ashton looked incredulously down at her. "You would rather not talk about it?" he said, his voice rising in volume as his anger flared. "You ask that I honor your wishes?" He grabbed her by the shoulders and yanked her to him so that their bodies were crushed together. He looked down into her eyes. "Sweet darlin', I may have just misinterpreted our little affair in the water a moment ago. I had thought that it meant something to you." |

| He released her so abruptly that she stumbled back away from him, almost falling. Shocked, she covered her mouth with her hands. She had never seen Ashton so quickly angered before. |

| "Well, little lady, I'm not misinterpreting your behavior now," he said heatedly. "I'm sorry to have been a disappointment to you!" |

| Stunned as though she had been slapped, Sasha released a sob of remorse against the palm of her hand. Although she wanted to run after him and beg his forgiveness, she watched unmoving as Ashton stormed away through the brush. Memories of the wondrous time with him in the water only moments before swept through her, knowing that it was only the first of so many more exchanged passions if she would just say the words to Ashton that would prove to him that what he had just said was so wrong. He had not disappointed her. He was a masterful lover. He had awakened her to so many wonderful feelings! |

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