Jay could hardly bring himself to believe that Allie was finally here with him, sleeping in his bed. If he was a better man he would have given her one of the other rooms until she was used to the idea of sharing his. He had spent a lifetime yearning for this woman. Even if her injuries ensured that he couldn't yet touch her, she would sleep in his bed from now on.Her beautiful silky hair, so dark it was almost black, spread across his pillow like a halo. It was much longer than the last time he'd seen her. Of course, he had seen photos, but the reality was even more lovely. The texture was incredibly soft to touch. Her skin was as soft and flawless as he remembered, darker than his. Her mother was Aboriginal and her father's ancestry wasn't known, though Jay had his suspicions given the majority of Vancouver's Eastside population. It didn't matter to him though. He'd always thought Allie was the sweetest, prettiest thing to come out of that cesspool.Allie had always been somewhat
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