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“Why are you showing me this?” she asks. “I want to show you how much I love you,” he says seriously. Andrea feels the tears coming to her eye. She desperately wants to tell him that she loves him too, but she knows she can’t. She digs her nails into her palm and tries to take deep breaths. “I have to remember what’s important,” she thinks, “I can’t let my emotions carry me away.” “Are you touched?” Lance asks, trying to read her expression, “Did you think I disliked your presents?” Lance closes the safe and regards Andrea. She’s terrified that something in her face will give her away and she tries to turn away from him. He catches her and pulls her close. Then he kisses her deeply and soulfully. He’s a talented kisser and she is naturally and gradually immersed in the kiss. He pushe