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Drunken Moose once this past week.” She walked up the porch steps, deciding it was time to end this conversation before
she
said something she’d regret. “Good-bye, my love. Remember to breathe the fresh air as you ride your motorcycle.”
    “Wife,” he said, his intimate tone making her hand still on the doorknob. “Your added pounds please me.”
    Not exactly sure how to take the compliment, considering it had been those very pounds that had sent her running from him in the first place, Rana turned and inclined her head. “Then I shall endeavor to hold on to them.” She shot him a cheeky smile. “And maybe even add a few more.” But then she frowned when he picked up his helmet. “You have a care, husband, when you’re riding that speed demon.”
    His eyes widened in surprise. “You’re worried I’m going to kill or maim myself?”
    Not wanting him to leave here believing he’d won this round, she gave a loud, exasperated sigh. “Not you, but the unsuspecting drivers you’re
sharing
the road with.”
    He pulled the helmet down over his sudden scowl, then flipped up the visor to expose deep green eyes crinkled with his equally sudden grin. “So long as you remember to share Bottomless when you’re racing through the waves in that monstrous sailboat you—” He froze in the middle of fastening the chin strap. “Please tell me that old scow came with the house and not that you purchased it on purpose.”
    Rana silently turned and went inside, then softly closed the door on his quiet laughter. The maddening man knew of her obsession for fast sailing vessels, since she already owned
several
—all of which were back home on Atlantis.

Chapter Three

    Titus stopped at the end of the camp road and waited for one of Nova Mare’s limousines heading toward the resort to pass, then pulled onto the main road behind it. For the love of Zeus, his wife was living in a house half the size of their palace bedroom. And yet the confounding woman not only managed to appear every bit the queen of her crooked, unpainted castle, the morning sun sparkling in her big brown eyes had added a glowing vitality to her intrinsic beauty.
    Yes, her small weight gain did indeed please him—the downside being that it also turned him on. But he hadn’t dared act on his urge to carry her inside and explore those luscious curves more intimately, as he hadn’t wanted to risk sending their already precarious relationship off in an even more disastrous direction. Not that he knew
why
their marriage had strayed so badly off course.
    Having left the town proper, Titus glanced over his shoulder, then twisted the throttle and leaned into the oncoming lane. The responsive bike shot past the limo as he shifted through the gears until the engine’s throaty pitch smoothed to its optimum power range, the burst of speed doing nothing to lift his mood as he remembered the silent war Rana had waged against him four months ago.
    Nicholas had been two weeks overdue returning from what should have been an easy mission to pull a child out of harm’s way before history had to be rewritten when Rana had started insisting someone go find him. And although the mythical warrior was more like family than his personal peacemaker, Titus hadn’t started worrying until the third week had passed with no word from the man. But when Nicholas finally had returned, badly wounded and carrying the remains of one of his elite soldiers, Rana had been so relieved he was alive that she’d suddenly forgotten all about her anger.
    In fact, the ensuing months had been nothing short of a honeymoon—although Nicholas’s wedding nine days after his return may have had something to do with Rana’s amorous mood. Then again, the fact that their daughter and daughter-in-law, as well as Nicholas’s and Duncan’s wives, were expecting babies also might have contributed to her acting like a young bride herself.
    Titus flipped up his visor to dissipate the heat of his escalating