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Nope.

He nipped her ear, a touch playful, perhaps seeking to lighten her suddenly weighted mood. Guess it's you and me, then. His tone left no room for question.

For a long while after that, Winterbourne spoke no more. He wanted her again — as many times as she would have him before exhaustion caught them both. He wouldn't ask what she'd lost before. It didn't matter. She wouldn't lose him.