She shooed it away with a lazy kick and yawned. Night still clung to the beach, but out on the horizon faint light struggled to gain a toehold. She catalogued her circumstances, hardly daring to acknowledge what had happened. Jacob’s left arm curled tightly beneath her breasts. They were both naked, but he had covered her with his jacket. Her feet and legs were chilled, but wherever his skin touched hers, she was toasty warm. Her body ached pleasantly, bringing back vivid memories of how he had coaxed passion from her, the arrogant manner in which he’d exposed her sensuality and met it with masculine demand. For a first time, it had been darned near perfect. But her chest ached with sorrow. The truth could not be denied, nor could it be spun, Hollywood fashion, into a happy ending. She was in love with a man who had no heart, a man who had buried that troublesome organ with his dead fiancée. He was kind and honest to a fault, but the walls he had built to protect himself were as fortified and impregnable as the mountain on which he lived.
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