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soft sheets to hide her nakedness.  She was laying on her stomach but that was about all she could figure out at the moment.  Her body was tense as she tried to discern if Damon were here.  If so, she was going to pretend that she was still sleeping.
    Not that sleeping had stopped him last night, she thought as she curled her body up into a ball.  The things he had done to her!  Oh goodness, the things he’d encouraged her to do to him!  She closed her eyes as embarrassment stole over her in a tidal wave of misery.  How could she have been so…passionate?  And with the man she’d just asked for a divorce!
    She groaned, then froze, her eyes snapping open as she looked around the bedroom.  Was he here?  She wasn’t sure her body could take any more of Damon at the moment.  Even as she shifted so that she could sit up in the bed, she realized how tender her body was.  He’d made love to her so many times last night, she had lost count of the number of orgasms he’d brought her to.  Over and over again, he’d controlled her body to the point where she was screaming, begging him for release.  And when he gave it to her, she clung to him, her body shivering with reaction as she floated back down. 
    Goodness, in all of her wildest imaginings, of all the times she’d fantasized about what it might be like to be in Damon’s arms, in his bed…her fantasies hadn’t even come close! 
    Pushing her hair out of her eyes, she sat back against the headboard of the bed.  So many nights she’d lain in this bed thinking of Damon.  Why had he decided to come back and try to make their marriage real?  Why now of all times? 
    Was it only because she’d asked for a divorce?  Was he the kind of man who only wanted what he couldn’t have? 
    She shivered as she thought of how much he’d wanted her last night, how much he’d gotten her to want him. 
    Snapping the sheet back with disgust, she pulled the shirt off of the floor and hurried into the bathroom.  She had things to do today and she didn’t have time to worry about her soon-to-be-ex-husband’s motives.  Sasha was determined to follow through on her plans despite what he might want.  He wasn’t in control of her! 
    She showered and dressed in a pair of yellow capris and a white top, adding on a lemon yellow cardigan.  Brushing her hair, she pulled it up into a tight bun, making sure that none of the wisps came loose.  A touch of lipstick, a bit of mascara and…she stopped and added concealer to the dark shadows under her eyes because that man had kept her up most of the night. 
    Taking a deep breath, she walked out of the bedroom.  She peered into the guest bedroom and checked on her luggage, relieved that it was still packed and ready to go.  She just had her meeting with the villagers and she could set her plans into action. 
    Walking down the stairs, she found Chloe bustling about in the kitchen.  “Good morning, Chloe,” Sasha said, pouring herself a cup of coffee just as she usually did in the morning.
    Chloe turned around and smiled.  “Good morning, dear.  How are you?  Everything go okay last night?” she asked even as she pulled out an egg casserole from the oven.  “Mr. Galanos is on the patio.  I’ll bring both of you some breakfast now that you’re awake.”
    Sasha smiled but it felt stiff.  “Thank you.  And whatever that is, it smells delicious.”
    Sasha moved towards the patio at the back of the house.  She knew that Damon preferred to have breakfast out there in the mornings.  He was generally a man of routine, which is why she was so startled when she’d received the news that he would be arriving yesterday. 
    She stood on the stone patio, staring at the man.  She should walk over to the table and sit down casually, pretend that last night hadn’t really happened.  But her feet wouldn’t move.  She was so angry with him, furious that he’d come back and…done all those things to her.  With her.  She