Chapter SIXTY-TWO
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Faith chewed on the roasted lamb, she was trying to resist the man whose gaze was like a hawk. It was impossible considering that they were the only ones in the large restaurant.
She was avoiding him. Sterling knew that much. Her quick response whenever he tried to strike up a conversation.
He found it quite surprising that she had easily agreed when his mother had suggested that they both have an outdoor dinner.
After last night, Sterling was certain that she still felt something for him, it didn't matter that she was trying so hard to deny it. They belonged together, she needed some time to accept that, but he believed that she would come around.
As his gaze lingered on her, he wondered how she still managed to take his breath away.
She was gorgeous, dressed in a beautiful white gown that showcased her bare shoulders, her curly hair had been stylishly pulled up, drawing his eyes to her slender neck, it was simplicity, yet so sexy.
He could imagine his hand wrapped around it whil

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