CINDERELLA BRIDE
Page 24
by Monica McLean
He shuddered and gathered her close. "Say it again, then."
"Which? I love you, I want you or I need you?"
"Yes."
Marly laughed, then grew serious. "Please don't ever tire of hearing me say that."
"Never." Canter smiled, trailing his fingertip along her collarbone. "Never in a million years." He kissed the hollow of her throat. "You'll always be my Cinderella."
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