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Susannah studied Luke's handsome face, unable to read his emotions. He was entitled to triumph, even to joy, but he just looked stunned.

"I didn't want this," he said. Then he shook his head. "Well, I did. I wanted justice. I wanted revenge. But I was willing to put all that aside for you. You're all that matters to me."

And that was why she loved him. He cared more for her feelings than his own. And so had her father. "It's all right. He really was relieved to finally admit the truth," she said. "Like you, he thought I had always known. The guilt has been eating him alive for twenty-five years."

"Do you need help with anything?"

She shook her head. "He pled guilty at his arraignment. The judge, a friend of his, sentenced him to a secure facility so that he won't be in any danger from inmates he might have put away. And he'll have counseling available. It took a few days for his arraignment to be scheduled, that's why I took so long to return."

"You always intended to come back?"

She sighed and admitted, "No. I still thought it was impossible. But Jordyn convinced me that none of that craziness matters."

Her poor daughter had had so much to absorb when Susannah had told her about everything—her father and her grandfather. But Jordyn was wise beyond her years. Like Luke, she undoubtedly had an old soul, and she'd overcome the shock and strangeness and had accepted everything much faster than Susannah had. "The only thing that matters, to her and to me, is that I spend the rest of my life with my soul mate."

His breath audibly caught. "You told her?"

She smiled. "She actually had no problem believing it—believing in you. She knows she found her soul mate in her fiancé. She's glad that you found me again."

But Susannah wasn't sure…did Luke still want her given the way she'd left him? She held her breath, waiting for his reaction. When it came, it left her no doubts that he wanted her.

He kissed her with all that passion that burned between them. The pressure of his lips parted hers, and then his tongue slid across her bottom lip and into her mouth.

Her heart pounded with desire and love. Denied each other for so long, they tugged at buttons and zippers, stripping each other of their clothes. Naked skin skimmed over naked skin as they entwined their bodies. His thigh slid between her legs, teasing her with an intimate caress. Then his hand replaced his leg, stroking the most secret part of her.

His lips skimmed from her mouth, down her throat to the curve of her breasts. He lavished both with attention, kissing the mounds that heaved with her ragged breaths. She couldn't keep her hands off him, either, gliding her palms down his muscular arms and chest to his washboard abs. And then lower as she closed her hand around him.

He groaned and warned, "Careful. Not so fast."

"I've waited twenty-five years. I don't want to wait another second to be as close as we once were."

He needed no further urging. He parted her legs and thrust inside her. Again and again. Pleasure spiraled through her and she screamed his name.