His Christmas Captive (6 page)

"I don't
know how you will ever forgive me," he said fiercely. "I will never
forgive myself."

Lucy smiled,
her brown eyes shining with the love he did not deserve, the happiness on her
lovely face humbling. "You will have to work at it, I think," she
said, her voice light. She tangled her fingers in his hair, and drew him down
to her. "Every day. It will be hard and difficult work, Rafi, but then,
you are a very determined man. I have faith that someday, you will make it up
to me in full."

She was
teasing, he knew, but he took her words with all the force of a blood oath. He
met her gaze.

"I
will," he vowed. "Believe me, Lucy. I will."

She searched
his eyes for a moment, her own wide and gleaming, and then nodded. She smiled
again.

"Then
kiss me," she whispered. "It's Christmas."

THE END