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My throat constricts as the words leave his mouth, my eyes welling. I blink rapidly as he sits forward, cupping my cheek in his warm palm.

He remembered?

“Tonight is the opening night of Swan Lake at The Palais Garnier.”

I bite my lip to prevent the sob that threatens to escape, shaking my head.

Cal sends me an understanding smile.

“I wanted to do something for you.”

He stands and I join him.

Then I pull him back and wrap my arms around his neck. My heels mean I don’t have as far to reach, so I place my lips gently against his.

“I don’t know what to say,” I tell him when I draw back.

“Not a thing,” he replies, capturing a tear I am unaware I have shed. “Come on, our seats await.”

CHAPTER 44

CALEB

Ilook down at the woman asleep in my arms.

Tonight, we’ve laughed and openly discussed our likes and dislikes on everything from television shows to world events. I watched in awe as she was swept away by the emotion of the ballet. The music and choreography seeming to transport her. I wasn’t interested in the dancers before me. Instead my gaze was locked on the woman I’m with. A woman who has turned my orderly life on its head. I cannot believe the difference she’s made in such a short time.

“Hey, beautiful,” I say, kissing her nose. Her body stiffens before she realises who’s talking to her. “We’ve landed.”

Her eyes flutter open, and I drop my lips to hers. I feel her smile where our mouths touch, her tongue darting out as she deepens our kiss.

I snake my hand behind her head, pulling her closer.

“Landed?” she says suddenly, pulling back, clearly having woken up.

I chuckle. “Yes, landed. It’s time to go home.”

I unbuckle my seat belt and get up, pulling her to her feet.

She comes with all the grace of the dancer she is, her armsliding through mine as we make our way to a waiting Mason on the tarmac.

When we’re finally settled into the car, April turns to me, her eyes wide.

“Thank you. Thank you for these wonderful memories. I will treasure them.”

She leans forward and presses herself against me.

In that moment I know I can’t let her go. I will do everything in my power to keep my little dancer and make this one of many memories she can treasure. I just need to get her to trust me and see the real me, not the Caleb Frazer I have spent years presenting to the world.

CHAPTER 45

APRIL

Iwake up with a heavy weight over my stomach and a rod of iron pressed up against my ass cheeks. Unable to prevent the smile that graces my lips, especially when lips tease my ear lobe, sending more shivers straight to my core. I groan, pressing back against the object of my desire. A hand disappears between my thighs, and a moan vibrates against my neck as he finds me wet and wanting.

“Morning, little dancer.” The words fall from his lips as his fingers slide into me.

It’s my turn to groan. I raise my top leg, my back still to Cal as he continues to nibble my neck, his fingers dancing between my entrance and my clit. I rest my foot on his calf, opening myself to him. When I can’t take anymore, I grip his cock and line it up with my entrance. What a way to wake up. Orgasms before breakfast. A new one for me. I press down on him, and he sinks into my depths.

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