Sleep would not come. She squeezed her eyes closed to keep from crying and muffled the sounds of her sobs in the mattress when she could not. How had they reached such a terrible impasse? She had always believed marrying him and spending her life with a man who was unaware of her as a woman would be the worst fate that could befall her. But she was wrong. Alex was certainly aware of her as a woman. The wildly passionate, almost furious mating on the floor had made it abundantly clear that he desired her as fiercely as she did him—and that he resented it bitterly. He did not want to want her. After all, had he not persuaded her to wed him just so he would never be encumbered with a real wife? She had not intended to deceive him that night she slept in his bed. It had been completely innocent, an accident that was every bit as much his fault as her own. If he were not such a randy womanizer he would never have seduced a female unexpectedly found in his bed—in pitch-darkness to boot!
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