Jane’s POVI pulled back, not letting his lips touch mine, then moved back more slowly, forcing an apologetic smile onto my lips in place of his kiss. “I’m sorry,” I muttered, chewing on the inside of my cheek and glancing over at my sons.“No, I’m the one who should be sorry.” His throat bobbed. “And, just to clarify, in case it wasn’t obvious, although I did think it was obvious–“My smile pulled a little wider. “Just tell me, Colin,” I said.“I’m sorry,” he finished, blushing as red as his hair. “I know you’ve been through a lot. I don’t… I don’t know what came over me.” He shrugged, displacing his mug of tea and sloshing it across the tray.I leapt up and rushed into the en-suite, grabbing a hand towel in my hurry and blotting the spill. “There,” I said, gesturing weakly at the mess pooling atop the silk bedding. I met his eyes.His lips twitched.I looked back at the bed. God, it was awful – a half-soaked towel, stained with tea, and the spill still seeping across the covers.Co
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