Marc lay with his hands under his head until her even breathing told him that she was asleep, and then he eased onto his side, letting his eyes go where they wanted. She was so achingly beautiful and still more courageous than any female he'd ever known. How was he going to do this? Fifteen years with no communication, but Marc had never put her out of his heart. There was no way he'd make it a thousand miles without telling her that he had come back for another chance at their love. There wasn't any deal he wouldn't agree to.