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Much later, after he’d made love to her repeatedly, pleasuring her body in every possible way, and after he’d fed from her a second time, he fell asleep in her arms.

But for Hannah, sleep didn’t come right away. Instead, she gently rubbed the back of his neck beneath the mass of his hair, as tears streamed down the sides of her face into her pillow. She had lost the Gold Rush, if only for the moment, but gained a treasure of infinite value.

She knew Jude would rebuild her bar, but this time she intended to turn more of the responsibility over to her manager, who’d been begging for the last couple of years to play a bigger role anyway.

Time to let go.

Time to embrace the future.

“You’re my fire, Jude,” she whispered against the soft sounds of his breathing. “You’re my fire.”

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