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KIM BALDWIN. “I told her how much you mean to me.” She caressed Gable’s face with her hand

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“I told her how much you mean to me.” She caressed Gable’s face with her hand. “I never, ever have doubted that. Or questioned whether we are supposed to be together.”

Gable’s heart swelled in her chest until she felt it would burst.

“I told my mother how frustrated I was that I couldn’t bring myself to tell you how much I love you. I’d get close…but then, something would stop me. I was afraid you might…” Her voice drifted off.

“Might what?” Gable asked.

“Oh, that you might get tired of it…not hearing the words. That you might F nd someone else who would tell you.”

“Erin, there is no one else for me. Ever.”

Erin sighed and rested her cheek against Gable’s chest. “I hope not,” she whispered.

“I was terriF ed that you were going to break it off tonight,” Gable confessed.

“What?” Erin exclaimed. “You’re not serious!”

“I was afraid of losing you. Every time you went to see your therapist, I worried you’d come back and tell me you were straight.

When you told me tonight you wanted to talk to me—here—about your session, I F gured the time had come.”

Erin shook her head in disbelief. Her eyes held Gable’s. “I wanted it to be here because I wanted to F x you a nice dinner, have some champagne. Make it a real romantic evening. And Karen thought it might be easier for me to make my ‘big declaration’ here, where I feel the safest.” She grinned crookedly as a soft blush infused her cheeks.

“Of course, as six o’clock got nearer and nearer I decided I wanted to skip right to this part and do dinner later, and thankfully I was able to convince you.” The smile faded. She blew out a sigh of regret. “I’m sorry, Gable. Sorry that you doubted me. I hoped you knew, even if I couldn’t tell you.”

She looked away, staring off into space as if she was gathering her thoughts. Her jaw set with determination and her eyes grew cold.

“My…my husband ”—she spat the word as if it were a curse—“he wasn’t very nice to me, Gable.”

Gable felt a sudden overwhelming anger toward a man she couldn’t put a face to. “He…He really messed up how I function in relationships.” Erin paused and took a shaky breath. “I didn’t want to screw this up, Gable. Us, I mean. That’s why I’m seeing a counselor. So that you and I can really have a future together.”

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“I can’t imagine my future without you.” Gable ran her F ngertip along Erin’s jaw.

Erin turned her head and kissed Gable’s hand. “I’m glad to hear that.” She lay back down against Gable’s side, and they hugged each other in quiet contentment for a long while.

“So, tell me…” Gable abruptly changed position, moving atop Erin. She grinned mischievously down at her lover before lowering her head to put her mouth between Erin’s breasts. Her tongue ran along Erin’s cleavage. “What did you cook us for dinner?”

“Uh…Uh…” Erin shuddered, and her body rose to press against Gable’s. “We’re having baked potatoes, which are being kept warm in the oven. And, uh…oh, yeah …uh, salad. Which is in the fridge.”

Her eyes glazed over as Gable’s mouth closed around a nipple and sucked lightly, rhythmically. “Oh, God. And…ugnh…pie. Cherry pie for dessert. Oh, Jesus, Gable.”

Gable nipped the sensitive bud lightly as she trailed her hand up the inside of Erin’s thigh. Teasing.

“Steaks,” Erin was panting now, her body writhing beneath Gable’s touch. “They’re fast. Everything can wait.”

“Not everything.” Gable slid down to taste her lover, to soothe the raging inferno that enveloped them both. “I can’t wait. And neither can you.”

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