He’d missed her—and he made her well aware that he had missed her badly.Wallis was jubilant. Though her nerves had been so shredded by Rob’s death and the all-too-regular sound of the bloodcurdling crash siren that she’d needed to escape the air station for a little while, she had done so with a fear she had barely allowed herself to acknowledge: the fear that on her return, Win would have transferred his affections to someone else.That he hadn’t filled her with supreme confidence in the hold she now believed she had over him.There was only one fly in the ointment.Win’s relationships had previously nearly always been with married women. He was a man accustomed to full sexual intimacy—an intimacy Wallis had no intention of providing. To give way to the temptation—a temptation so strong she often had to exert all her considerable willpower in order to resist it—would, she knew, ensure they would never walk down the aisle together.It was Win who solved the problem by showing her how, in the dark of the movie theater where most of their kissing and cuddling took place, she could, by sliding her hand into his pants and allowing him to guide her hand, satisfy him.She found doing as he asked—and the stifled grunting noises he then made and that she had to cover by coughing as hard as she could—both exciting and bizarre.
