n hers。
She strained away from his hands。 〃Please stop； I can't do this。〃
Aroused still and upset with herself； she trembled。
〃Can't？〃 he challenged hoarsely。
〃Won't；〃 she amended as she clutched at threads of posure。 Eleven
years ago she hadn't refused him。 Her virginity had never had a chance。
But things were different now。 She was different。
〃Why not； Chloe？〃
She heard hurt； but it didn't make her relent。 〃I wish I could explain。〃
〃Why can't you？ I've seen that pained look in your eyes。 At those
moments…at this moment…you do look unhappy。 Is it something about me？
Something about what happened eleven years ago？〃
For all of those eleven long years； Chloe had hidden a world of inner
feelings from everyone around her。 They were locked in tight。 He could
prod all he wanted； but they weren't getting out。
He spoke more gently。 〃Here。 Sit down。 I'll make us some coffee。 You can
talk。〃
〃I don't want to talk。 Some things are best left dead and buried。〃 She
shuddered at her own choice of words。
〃Sit。〃 He nudged her into the chair she had left； and she sat； if only
because her legs were unsteady。 He proceeded to clear the table； rinse
everything； and perk a small pot of coffee。 She watched almost
incidentally； her thoughts far off in a world of what…it's。 What if
Crystal had won that toss of the coin？ What if Crystal had set out to
seduce Ross and been seduced herself。？ What if Crystal had died anyway？
Would Chloe feel the same guilt now？
〃How do you take it？〃 Ross asked； placing a steaming mug before her。
〃Black。 Thank you。〃
After lacing his own with milk and sugar； he returned to his
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