“Everyone knows she is quite wild for her husband-to-be.” We’d been teasing each other, light and sweet, but now Tristan sobered, his eyes fixed on mine. “Is she?” His voice was hoarse. Did he really not know? Could he really not see how much I loved him? I stepped to him, slipping my hands up to rest upon his chest. He swallowed hard, staring down at me. His heart pounded beneath my palms. “Yes,” I whispered. He took a long breath, closing his eyes. “Because if you did have doubts, I would understand.” I touched his cheek with my fingertips, lightly tracing the hard lines of his jaw.
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