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Somehow, work had always given Trent the focus he needed. When he'd lost Sara, when his marriage had started to fall apart, he'd always relied on business and the high demands of being CEO to numb his emptiness. That time, it wasn't working.

There wasn't a moment when he didn't miss having Gwen in his arms, wanting to hold her close and bury himself so deep inside her luscious heat that he'd never find his way out again. He missed Jonah, his solid, warm, bright character.

How, even as a child, he seemed strong enough to face his demons and destroy them with

your goodness. God, Trent missed them so much. I was going crazy.

The meeting with the board of directors seemed to last forever. Finally, just before dusk they were finished, and Trent could finally leave the building. He checked his cell phone for messages or calls he might have missed. No Gwen. It had been three weeks since she had walked into his office. Trent put the phone back in his pocket and stood outside the entrance to h