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covered his, pulling one hand away from the steering wheel so Mel could clasp it between hers. "My love, sometimes the results of our actions are difficult to predict, especially when human free will comes into it. I arrived in Japan with the faint hope of persuading Mr Han to decide on a peaceful solution – one Koyane assured me he would never do. Your…actions with Mrs Han were never something I considered in my plans. Because of what you did, Mr Han chose the opposite course of action to spite her. I had my peaceful solution, but at the cost of Mr and Mrs Han's marriage and possibly their souls. Perhaps I was mistaken and the marriage was doomed anyway. I don't know. Something evidently drove her from his arms to yours." Her fingers trailed up to his shoulder. "Your very attractive arms, Luce, for your physical attributes border on the ideal to most women. And yet…the rift you helped create has brought the two of them back together again, to share what they both evidently enjoy. Sometimes Destiny smooths the way for things to play out as they should, however rough it may seem in the lead up." She squeezed his hand.
    "You're not just talking about that crazy Korean couple any more, are you?"
    "No, my love. My thoughts are much closer to home. The wonderful man beside me, taking me to our secluded loft apartment. Your magnificent body and your unparalleled skills in the bedroom. We've both been through Hell, but now we have the whole night ahead, with just the two of us and no need to worry about anyone else, let alone some other happy couple, half a world away." Her voice dropped to a whisper as he felt her hot breath. "I love you, Luce." She kissed his cheek and settled back in her seat.
    Luce knew he had a dopey grin on his face, but he didn't care. Life didn't get much happier than this. Now, if he could just heal Mel a little more, maybe she'd be up for more when they reached the apartment. He reached for her hand and held it, sending a trickle of healing through their contact as he drove.
    Half an hour later, he bumped onto the gravel drive to their accommodation. Dodging two kangaroos and a confused sheep, he pulled into the small parking lot and got out of the car. He trudged up the stairs without waiting for Mel, hoping to get the door unlocked so she wouldn't have to wait in the cold. Yet when he swung the door open, she wasn't beside him. He couldn't see her at all.
    He jogged down the steps to the car and peered in. Mel still sat in the passenger seat, fast asleep.
    Mel didn't know how much Destiny hated him. She'd never give Luce a smooth run if she could help it. Maybe he should have given in and spent a night with Destiny, back when he was still an angel, instead of ignoring the girl who was so far beneath him. Too late now.
    He sighed and opened the door. Hoisting Mel in his arms, he kicked the car door shut and carried his precious, sleeping angel up the stairs to bed.

Mel woke to warmth, light and the aroma of something delicious. Once again, she felt more refreshed than any morning she'd awoken in Japan. It was either Australia or Luce responsible and she suspected she had Luce to thank. Not least of all for whatever was cooking.
    She rose and padded quietly across the floor, admiring the well-muscled man so intent on the electric frying pan that he didn't notice she was up. She caught a glimpse of yellow and shifted her gaze from the drape of the silk of his boxer shorts over the little they covered, to his cooking. "Where did you get eggs? Ooh, and mushrooms."
    Luce's lips lifted in a smile but he didn't do more than glance at Mel. The eggs required too much concentration, it seemed. "When I booked this place, I asked for a stocked kitchen. A selection of local produce for breakfast. I know you like a mushroom omelette, so I put the ingredients on the list. I spotted some bacon in the fridge, so when I get some fresh bread, I can do you a bacon sandwich."
    Mel sighed happily, sinking onto the