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| erasing everything from her mind but the rapture that his body was conveying to her. |

| Everything seemed to be whirling inside Ashton. Filled with such heated passion, he could hardly bear not to lower her to the floor to fulfill the manly needs that she had aroused within him from that very first moment he had seen her. It would not take much to carry him over the brink into total ecstasy. . . . |

| Frisky and ready to play, Lightning wormed her way between Ashton and Sasha. Looking up at them, from one to the other, she began whining. When that got no response, she let out a mind-grabbing howl. |

| Sasha and Ashton were jerked apart by the howling. Sasha looked up at Ashton, her face flushed with sensual excitement. His heart pounding, Ashton touched her face reverently, then laughed when Lightning began jumping up at him for serious attention. |

| "Seems Lightning is jealous," Ashton said, grabbing the pup up in his arms. "Is there anything to be jealous of, Sasha? The kiss said that there is." |

| Tormented by her true feelings, yet angry at herself for having allowed Ashton to discover them, Sasha turned to walk away from him. |

| With the pup in his arms, Ashton followed her. "Deny it all you want, Sasha, but I won't believe that you don't have feelings for me," he argued. "And, damn it, I can't go on this way. Either you come to your senses and stop fretting over Woodrow, or by damn I'm going to forget our arrangement. It's bad enough loving you like hell and not being able to do anything about it, let alone have you continue to |

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