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adventure.
    Without him she’d still be asleep.
    Instead, she was wide-awake, walking up a hill and wondering just what the hell was going on, and then she remembered it was one of
those
days.
    There was a tiny fracture to her mind, an angry inward curse that she could have made it through almost forty minutes of being awake without remembering the day that it was.
    ‘This is Collserola,’ Dominic explained. ‘It is a national park—the green jewel of Barcelona...’
    And it wasn’t exclusively here for them because, as they climbed the hill, Cat found herself behind a group of tourists and it became clear as they chose their spot and sat on mossy ground that this was the place to be at sunrise.
    And it was.
    The city twinkled its night lights, the cars weaved in orange lines and beyond that, slowly, the dark ocean started to turn to blue as around them woodland came to life.
    ‘It’s amazing,’ she said, and then turned to him but Dominic didn’t answer.
    He sat watching and tried to tell himself that he shouldn’t have brought her, that he should feel guilt. Oh, there it was, this clutch of guilt in his chest had arrived. He had no issues with last night; it was the morning he was wrestling with.
    And Cat didn’t notice his lack of answer because as the world came to light she was on the edge of crying.
    I miss you every single day.
    I miss you this very second.
    Just not every second.
    Not every moment.
    And sometimes moments run into hours but I still miss you every single day and will for ever.
    How can that be?
both wondered.
    When did the seconds start to join up? When did that first full minute devoid of grief arrive and your leaving go unthought-of for an hour?
    At what point did a cruel world start to turn beautiful again?
    ‘To think I could have left without seeing this.’ Cat broke the strange silence they were wrapped in and he turned then and looked at her.
    And the clutch of guilt in his chest released.
    It just went.
    He would regret it later, Dominic decided.
    Right now they shared a kiss.
    A deep kiss that chased her softly to the ground and she could feel damp grass beneath bare shoulders and for them both all was right with the world.
    It was a kiss unlike last night’s, soft and tender, and she opened her eyes in the middle and saw his closed and wondered how it might be to be loved by this man.
    It felt as if she was, it was the strangest glimpse of it. Her hands were in his hair and his mouth was still over hers, and if there hadn’t been a lot of tourists present and two hundred cameras clicking, he would have made love to her, Cat knew.
    He would have peeled off her dress and just slipped inside her.
    She’d never come to a kiss, but the deep, sensual press of his mouth persisted. The roam of his hands was gentle, pressing into the side of her. In public, somehow shielded, she just came to private thoughts that she dared not examine and he nearly did too just feeling her slight rise and then the stillness in his arms.
    It was a long, lingering kiss that had to stop and as his lips left hers she looked up into his eyes and she wished she could stay here for ever.
    So did he.
    Of course they couldn’t.
    ‘We have to get back,’ he said, and waited for the clutch of guilt to return but it had escaped.
    ‘We do.’
    It was rather odd to step back into normality.
    This time she pressed the lift button for her floor and there were others in there with them. When they arrived at her floor they shared a sort of odd wave as Cat got out.
    Oh, my,
she thought as she saw the damage to Gemma’s dress. There were grass stains up the back, a tear near the bust, and then she looked at her face.
    Yikes.
    She looked as if she had spent the night having torrid sex with a stranger.
    She had!
    It was this morning that disconcerted her, though in the very nicest of ways.
    She had a shower, wearing a shower cap, and then got out and picked half a forest out of her hair.
    She had love bites on her