You'll Never Be Lonely
against the desire brewing inside of her, Kallie scarcely had time to mumble, “Good morning, Mr. Fogle,” before Hank wrapped his arms around her middle, rolling her over to face him. His lips silencing and claiming her, fueling her heat, brought tears to her eyes.
    “Good morning, Mrs. Fogle.”
    As the reality of Hank’s words hit her, she began to silently cry.
    “Babe, why are you crying? What did I do?”
    For a moment, Kallie couldn’t speak. So overcome with emotion, she wasn’t sure she could express what was wrong with her without feeling like a fool.
    “You married me, Hank.”
    “Yes, I did.”
    “You really married me.”
    Kallie couldn’t be sure what Hank was thinking, though he seemed truly perplexed.
    “Do you regret it? I know it was sudden. But...”
    “Sudden?” What an understatement. Two days ago, she and Hank had left her office for the make-up dinner he’d promised her. Now, as she lay nestled in his arms, her heart beating hard and fast, stomach churning, Kallie felt on the verge of a full-blown panic attack.
    Kallie Masters couldn’t believe how much had changed in the past few days. Who would’ve thought an insane number of threats from the famous author, Stanton Foley, could’ve turned into a whirlwind romance and marriage to that very man? If it hadn’t been for his threats and her fleeing to The Smokies at the urging of her boss, Joseph Blake, Kallie never would’ve run into Hank Fogle, the real man behind the crazed antics of Stanton Foley. Of course, J.B, knew all along who Stanton really was. In fact, he’d orchestrated the little weekend getaway knowing that Hank would be there at the same time she was.
    “Sudden is deciding to get pizza instead of Chinese. Getting married at the drive-thru chapel deep in The Smokies was practically reckless. Who is going to believe it? I mean, just look at how we started out. No one is going to believe we just happened to keep meeting by accident. Most folks would say you were stalking me. After what you did to my laptop and phone, those instances alone are enough to send any sane woman over the edge. Just because I know the truth, doesn’t mean everyone else will understand.”
    “Really? What about your boss? He likes me. In fact, he basically set us up. So, the way I see it, there’s one person who will believe we ran off to The Smokies and got hitched.” He laughed but Kallie could sense a bit of apprehension.
    “Look, I know and you know the whole laptop and phone thing were accidents. And I know it’s just part of your juvenile charm, but…”
    “Juvenile?”
    “You know what I mean.” Kallie swatted at him and giggled. “It’s all too good to be true. No one believes in coincidence or fate anymore. Hell, most people don’t even believe in soul-mates or any other such nonsense.”
    “Really? Not even you, huh?”
    Kallie knew how she must sound. The tone of Hank’s voice let her know he was concerned with where this was going. As she lay pressed beneath him, his body heat affecting her own, Kallie felt her stomach continue to flip-flop. Why was her stomach so upset?
    “My love, I don’t think I’m making myself clear. It isn’t that I regret marrying you. In fact, quite the contrary. Right now, my biggest fear is that you will change your mind. I’ve been alone for a very long time. I gave up on marriage a long time ago and here we are. I’m afraid I will wake up and it will all be a dream.”
    Again, tears streamed down her cheeks. Hank pressed his lips to the salty trails and kissed each one. He sat up, pulling her with him and placed his hands on either side of her face as he locked eyes with his wife. “Kal, you scare me like no other woman has ever had the power to do. You excite me, frustrate me and entertain me. When I think of you, my heart jumps. When you walk by me, your unique scent makes it very difficult to think clearly. I can only think about making love to you, like some sex-crazed teenager. As

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