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By Mary Hawkins

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From Prologue:

As Emily’s breathing gradually slowed, so did that awesome feeling of ecstasy evaporate. Only now did the full realization of what had just happened begin to race through her.
Ages ago Matthew had collapsed onto the huge beach towel beside her and she didn’t dare move, didn’t know what to say, what to do next. At last, two tears slid down from tightly shut eyelids into her tangled hair.
Why didn’t he say something? Had it been awful for him? Had her inexperience turned him right off her? Did he despise her now for doing what she had shyly confided to him last week she never would before marriage? She had been so positive that because she was a Christian this was one thing she would never permit.
Emily opened her eyes and stared up at the wide expanse of sky. Did she despise herself? She knew she should, but... The tears flowed faster.
When they had strolled from the party to the beach, the stars, the silver moonlight gleaming on the tumbling, white surf had been so romantic. Now the moon had long gone. The darkness was fading, the stars fast disappearing as dawn approached. Soon the early risers would be on the beach to catch the first waves of the day.
“How come I never knew? Why didn’t anyone ever tell me making love could be so wonderful? And if so great, how can it be so...so wrong?”
Her soft, trembling words brought no response.
Cautiously she peered at Matthew. He was sprawled face down, his eyes closed.
“Ma...Matthew?”

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