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berated her, until eventually his verbal abuse escalated to physical abuse.
    “So you ran away…to something worse,” he said grimly and Lilliana sighed.
    “I guess so. I knew it was time for me to go. I may be stupid when it comes to people using me, but I’m nobody’s punching bag.”
    Joshua didn’t like to imagine a sad Lilliana growing up with so much heavy responsibility on her small shoulders. He’d grown up relatively free from anything like that. Although he’d had the burden of knowing his father had left his family when he was barely five years old, he had no real memories of his dad. His uncle had stepped in and filled the shoes his father left vacant. Any bitterness he felt at his father’s desertion, he’d gotten over a long time ago.
    And if he ever had any thoughts about his dad, he quickly shoved them to the back of his mind.
    But thoughts of Lilliana taking care of her brothers all day every day, missing out on life, being used as a servant by her mother, was unbearable.
    And as he listened to her low words, the way she described the things her ex had done to her to humiliate her turned his stomach.
    He felt his hands clenching in tight fists and forcibly relaxed them so he didn’t scare her. But the thought of a man hurting this small woman fucked with his mind so badly he wanted to jump up from the sofa and run to California and find his ass and beat the shit out of him.
    How anyone could lay a hand on her in anger was beyond him. Her spirit, her quiet sense of humor, her laugh…everything about her was beautiful. He had no idea how or why, but in the short time he’d been with her, their one conversation over the phone, he was falling for her.
    He also knew, from the way she looked at him and the way she opened up to him as though they’d known each other forever, that she felt it as well.
    Josh turned her around and tilted her face toward his. “Lilliana, you never have to worry about me raising my voice to you, much less lift a hand to hurt you. I swear to you, I would rather cut my hand off than ever hurt you. You can trust me.” He lowered his head and kissed her softly on the lips.
    He released her when she gently pressed her hands against his shoulders to end the kiss. The look in her eyes was scared, excited, and questioning, and he waited to see what she would say to his declaration.
     
    Lilliana felt restless and on edge as she sat up and away from him. If she didn’t get away from his intoxicating nearness soon, she’d do something crazy.
    “Would you like something to drink?” she asked again. She didn’t wait to hear his answer. Instead she leaped up from the sofa and quickly walked the expanse of the room toward the kitchen. She was two seconds away from asking him to make love to her, what with his nearness, the low lights, sexy music and the way he was looking at her…
    She knew he didn’t want anything to drink, and neither did she. But it was easier than trying to figure out how to ask him if he’d make love to her. How in the world did you ask that? She put to the side thoughts of what she might feel like in the morning if she were to make love to a virtual stranger tonight.
    She wanted to make love with this man and she wanted to do it now. She didn’t want to think too deeply about it, didn’t want to weigh the pros and cons, she just wanted him to sex her up. Like his life depended on it. She wanted him to lay it on her. Just like Simone said…spank her fat ass, and make her like it, she thought with a heady rush.
    She hoped he knew what he was doing, as she wasn’t all that experienced. Outside of Marcus, she’d only made love with two other men. One before Marcus when she’d first moved to California, and the other after their breakup.
    Both experiences had been less than desirable and had confirmed her belief that maybe Melinda was right and it was all hype. Chill, she told herself. Make some iced tea.
    Lost in her thoughts, she missed that Josh had