'You are driving me out of my mind', Bryan murmured, his voice rough with emotion, his mouth sliding to her throat. 'Gid Sharon, I want you --- I don't think a lifetime will ease this pain...'

Sharon closed her eyes, her hands still caressing his wide muscular shoulders, tangling in the vital thickness of his hair. She knew how he felt. She wanted him with an intensity that made her feel faint.

'I want you', she whispered, her voice breaking. It was not an admission of defeat but an answering if his need. 'Bryan please hold me, hold me please'.

She felt the strength of his arms tightening possessively around...