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“
Not
to
me
it
isn
’
t
,
not
for
my
peace
of
mind
.
”
I
frown
at
him
,
at
a
loss
what
to
say
.
He
just
doesn
’
t
get
it
!
He
’
s
had
money
all
his
life
.
Okay
,
not
all
his
life
—
not
as
a
small
child
—
and
my
worldview
shifts
.
The
thought
is
very
sobering
,
and
I
soften
toward
the
car
,
feeling
guilty
about
my
fit
of
pique
.
His
intentions
are
good
,
misguided
,
but
not
from
a
bad
place
.
“
I
’
m
happy
for
you
to
loan
this
to
me
,
like
the
laptop
.
”
He
sighs
heavily
.
“
Okay
.
On
loan
.
Indefinitely
.
”
He
looks
warily
at
me
.
“
No
,
not
indefinitely
,
but
for
now
.
Thank
you
.
”
He
frowns
.
I
reach
up
and
kiss
him
on
his
cheek
.
“
Thank
you
for
the
car
,
sir
,
”
I
say
as
sweetly
as
I
can
manage
.
He
grabs
me
suddenly
and
yanks
me
up
against
him
,
one
hand
at
my
back
holding
me
to
him
and
the
other
fisting
in
my
hair
.
“
You
are
one
challenging
woman
,
Ana
Steele
.
”
He
kisses
me
passionately
,
forcing
my
lips
apart
with
his
tongue
,
taking
no
prisoners
.
My
blood
heats
immediately
,
and
I
’
m
returning
his
kiss
with
my
own
passion
.
