Fit for a King (31 page)

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Diana
Palmer

you ever noticed how
close heaven seems when you
look up at the stars?"

She smiled
against the rough hair over warm, pulsating muscles. "I know how close it
feels," she mur
mured, nuzzling his chest.

"Yes," he said
gently, pressing his hand to her
stomach as
he folded her against his side. "So do I."
He kissed her
forehead with aching tenderness. "So
do
I, my darling."

Above
them, a silvery drift of clouds passed over the waning moon. And back in the
villa, a gravelly
parrot voice was crooning the opening bars of
"Brahms'
Lullaby."

End