"What are you thinking?" Stefan whispered softly. "I can see those gears grinding in your head."

Tears welled in Alana's eyes, but Her lips curved gently. "No, you can't."

"You're trying to talk yourself out of marrying me."

"No, I'm trying to be sure you really want to give up your freedom for us."

"I love Juliana." He said, “And I love you too. That's why,”

“My feelings are jumbled and Lord knows I've tried to piece them together since you came back." She pushed out of his arms and ...