growl, Bobby grasped her by the shoulders and shook her ever so slightly. “Listen to me. I’m going to speak as clearly as I can. Your husband was a fuckin ’ idiot.” Bobby was furious. How could any man who had a sweet doll like this steal her self-confidence and treat her so shabbily. If she belonged to him, he would worship the ground she walked on. “Raise your sweet head and look at me.” It took her a second or two, but she did. Her eyes were brimming with tears. “Will you give me a gift?” His mind went to what Alex had told him about Scarlet’s gift of her body and her innocence and how precious it was to him. Cecile looked confusednbsp; “Yes,” she said slowly. “But what can I give you? What do I have that you would want?” Was he talking about a book or a momento of some kind? And how did they go from talking sex to talking gifts? Well, that was par for the course – at least for her. “I want you.” Bobby moved his hand to clasp her chin, his thumb caressing the soft line of her cheek. “Will you give yourself to me, Ceelee ? Would you give me a chance to show you how beautiful making love can be ?” Every nerve – every cell in Cecile’s body was vibrating with need. Dare she risk it? “Are you sure? It may not be very good for you.” Before he could answer, she pressed on. “If it’s not good – you won’t tell anyone or tease me about it in front of anybody, will you?” Bobby realized that she was serious. What had that bastard done to her? Before this was over, he would have a name and an address and he would make one man sorry he had ever been born. “There’s no way it won’t be good, doll. I’ve kissed you – I’ve felt you melt in my arms. Sex with you is going to be out of this world. And I will never, ever tell anyone anything about what is between you and me. As far as I’m concerned – if you put your trust in me – I’ll treasure it, and I’ll treasure you.” Okay. She was convinced. Bobby was very persuasive. Closing the miniscule distance between them, she laid her head on his chest and sighed. “I wish we didn’t have to take time to eat the steaks. I’m ready to go to bed with you, now.” Bobby had never eaten a steak so fast. He tried to be polite – make conversation. He listened to the last minute wedding plans – this was an important event in their family and he wanted to give Ethan and Annalise his full support. But what he wanted to do most was get Cecile in his bed – where she belonged. As soon as he thought she was about through, he started making noises that he was about to retire for the night. “Man, I’m beat. I think I’m gonna turn in early. Aren’t ya’ll tired?” He yawned and stretched until Ethan began to snicker. Cecile had turned three shades of red, afraid that Annalise and Scarlet would become suspicious. No chance. They were too deep in talk about canapés and petit fours. “Bobby,” Annalise broke their conversation long enough to give him a chore for the next day. “Do you think that you and Cecile could drive in to Austin and pick up my gifts for the bridal party?” Now that he didn’t mind. Spending time with Ceelee was an answer to prayer. “Not at all – we’ll be glad to do that for you – won’t we Ceelee ?” Nobody had blinked an eye at his nickname. “Maybe we can hit a couple of hot spots while we’re there.” There – he had set the stage to make their outing a real date. He didn’t plan on wasting any time. And speaking of wasting time – as soon as verybody got up and started going their separate ways, he waylaid Ceelee in the hall and backed her all the way to the bedroom. “I can’t wait another minute – I’ve got to have you.” Closing and locking the door behind them, licked his lips in anticipation of what they were about to do. “I want you,