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When the Devil Drives

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thought, <strong>the</strong> woman I've been waiting for. Then someone told meyour name, and I felt as if my guts had been wrenched out.'He laughed unsteadily. 'It seemed like life's supreme irony—to see<strong>the</strong> girl you wanted above all o<strong>the</strong>rs, and find out she was totally outof reach. I had a couple of drinks and argued with myself. It was time<strong>the</strong> feud was over and I knew it. Whatever <strong>the</strong> rights and wrongs of<strong>the</strong> situation, honour had been more than satisfied, and maybe thiswould be a good way to start repairing <strong>the</strong> fences, I told myself.'So I wangled an introduction, and you looked at me as if I'd crawledout from under a stone.' He groaned. 'It had taken a lot of courage tocome over to you, and I felt as if I'd been publicly slapped for myefforts. So I decided if you wanted to play rough, it was all right withme. That whatever you began, I could finish, and that one day, nomatter how long it took or what it cost, you were going to belong tome completely.'He looked at her wryly. 'I didn't bargain for <strong>the</strong> fact that you wereequally determined to keep me at bay. <strong>When</strong> you married Martin, Inearly went insane. Your wedding night was <strong>the</strong> pits of my entire life.I keep getting <strong>the</strong>se pictures in my mind of <strong>the</strong> two of youtoge<strong>the</strong>r—him holding you, touching you as I wanted to do. I drankmyself into a stupor trying to erase <strong>the</strong>m.' Joanna stirred restively inhis arms. 'Cal-—''Let me finish, darling, please. I came close to hating you <strong>the</strong>n. But,all <strong>the</strong> same, something told me this wasn't <strong>the</strong> end of <strong>the</strong> story. I kepttelling myself—wait. Don't get mad, get even.' He paused. 'Then, ofcourse, Martin had his accident, poor bastard.''Cal.' Joanna's voice shook. 'There's something I've got to tell you—toconfess.'

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