rekindled(英文版)-第10部分

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would　do　anything　to　get。　Be　patient。〃

She　tried；　but　it　was　a　torment；　indeed；　to　watch　him　pull　his　shirt
from　his　pants　and　release　every　single　last　button。　She　bit　her　lip　to
keep　from　reaching　out　to　touch　him。　He　could　have　been　sculpted　in　clay
by　a　master；　he　was　that　beautiful；　more　beautiful　even　because　he　was
real。　He　was　human；　manly；　alive。

Her　patience　was　pushed　even　further　when　he　drew　her　up；　reached　behind
to　slide　her　zipper　to　her　waist；　then　pulled　her　dress　down；　easing　her
arms　from　their　sleeves。　Bare　to　the　waist；　she　needed　his　touch；　but
his　eyes　caressed　her　first。　Her　breasts　swelled；　begging　to　be　cupped
and　held。

〃They're　not　the　same；〃　she　whispered　falteringly。　〃I　was　much　younger
then。〃

A　sound　came　from　deep　in　his　throat。　It　gave　credence　to　his　words。
〃Maybe　younger　then；　but　better　now。〃　His　eyes　said　it　was　true。　With
trembling　hands；　he　palmed　her　breasts　with　such　soft；　gentle　motion
that　she　nearly　cried　out　again。

Patience　slipped　slowly　away。　When　she　thought　she'd　seen　the　last　of
it；　Ross　drew　her　to　him；　crushing　her　breasts　against　his　chest　in　a
move　that　stole　her　breath。

He　made　another　deep　sound；　this　one　very　male；　very　satisfied。　His
hands　moved　over　her　back；　covering　every　inch　of　its　smooth　surface；
and　Chloe　followed　his　lead。　Eyes　closed；　she　savored　the　feel　of　him；
letting　her　palms　play　on　his　back；　then　drawing　away　to　glory　in　his
chest。　His　nipples　were　as　flat　and　hard　as　hers　were　raised　and
swollen。　His　neck　was　as　strong　as　hers　was　slender。　His　skin　was　as
tanned　as　hers　was　creamy。　Their　bodies　were　so　different；　but　the　light
in　his　eyes　matched　that　in　hers。　She　saw　desire　there。　It　was　hot　and
heavy。

Chloe　could　barely　breathe；　much　less　speak。　She　was　as　aroused　as　she
had　ever　been；　and　more　with　each　touch　of　his　fingers　or　tongue。　The
beat　of　her　heart　skipped　rapidly　on；　driving　heated　blood　through　her
veins。　She　was　free。　She　was　alive。　She　wanted　to　belong　to　Ross　then
more　than　anything　in　the　world。

Sensing　her　urgency；　he　pulled　her　up。　As　she　stood；　her　dress　slid　past
her　hips　to　form　a　pale　blue　circle　on　the　floor。　Aware　of　the
admiration　in　his　eyes；　she　stepped　out　of　it　wearing　nothing　but　a　pair
of　small　silk　panties。

When　he　held　out　his　arms；　she　went　to　him　and　wrapped　hers　tightly
around　his　neck。　Her　breasts　were　crushed　against　his　hairy　chest。　She
burned　from　within。

〃Chloe　。。。　Chloe　。。。　Chloe。。　。〃　he　chanted　softly；　reminiscent　of　that
soft　September　breeze　in　New　Hampshire。　But　she　couldn't　think　back；　not
with　his　fingers　skimming　her　hips；　then　moving　up　her　sides　and　around。
He　was　exquisitely　tender。　She　felt　cherished；　desired；　and　loved；　if
only　for　the　night。

〃Hurry。〃　She　arched　against　him；　her　body　aflame　with　need。　〃Hurry。〃

Setting　her　back；　he　unbuckled　his　belt　and　undid　his　pants。　His　eyes
devoured　her　hungrily　as　he　pushed　everything　off；　then　knelt　to　remove
her　panties。

She　was　trembling　with　excitement　when　he　dragged　a　cushion　from　the
sofa　to　the　floor。　He　lowered　himself　and　held　out　a　hand；　and　for　a
minute　she　couldn't　move；　couldn't　take　her　eyes　from　his　body。　It　was
perfect　in　every　way；　thoroughly　masculine　and　fully　aroused。　Eleven
years　ago　she　had　been　too　shy　to　study　him；　but　she　wasn't　now。　He
seemed　to　stretch　forever；　one　long　limb　connected　to　another　by　firm
sinew。　Had　she　been　an　artist　she　would　have　drawn　him。　But　she　was　only
a　woman。

〃Chloe？〃

She　took　his　hand　and　stretched　out　against　him　with　a　soft　moan。　He
felt　wonderful　against　her。　When　she　began　to　touch　him；　he　sucked　in　a
breath。

〃Oh；　God；〃　he　whispered　gruffly；　〃oh；　God；　that's　it。〃　His　chest　rose
and　fell；　lungs　labored。　〃Feel　it；　princess？〃

There　were　two　kinds　of　feeling；　the　physical　and　the　emotional。　Chloe
experienced　both。　High　on　the　fullness；　she　moved　freely　over　his　body。
Her　fingers　found　delight　with　every　touch；　her　heart　satisfaction。　She
reached　his　most　electric　parts　as　he　reached　for　her。

〃Now；〃　she　begged；　desperate　and　demanding。

〃Kiss　me　first；〃　he　murmured　thickly。　When　she　turned　up　her　face；　he
moved　over　her；　slipping　between　her　open　thighs。

She　cried　into　his　mouth　when　he　thrust　forward。　Anything　she　might　have
remembered　of　the　past　was　gone　then；　paling　in　the　light　of　the
present。　Her　body　exploded　and　flamed；　burning　hotter　with　each　thrust
of　his　hips；　with　each　progressively　deeper　peration。　She　rose　and
rose；　straining　higher；　higher；　until　her　body　burst　into　spasms　of
something　akin　to　heaven。

She　cried　out　again　when　she　heard　Ross's　cry。　She　felt　the　tightness　of
his　muscles；　the　pumping　of　his　hips；　then；　joy；　a　grand　pulsing　inside
her。　He　held　her　as　tightly　as　she　held　him；　and　there　was　joy　in　that；
too。

For　what　seemed　a　glorious　forever；　they　lay　that　way。　Finally；　his　body
damp；　he　slid　out　to　lie　beside　her。　The　night　air　was　broken　by　ragged
breathing；　both　his　and　hers。

Chloe　lay　stunned。　Then；　suddenly　and　inexplicably；　she　was　overe。
Pressing　her　cheek　against　Ross's　drumming　heart；　she　began　to　cry。　In　a
frightened　voice；　he　asked；　〃What；　princess？〃

〃Just　hold　me。　Hold　me　tight。〃

He　gathered　her　to　him　as　though　she　were　the　most　precious　thing　in　the
world；　and　held　her　while　she　cried。　She　couldn't　explain　why　she　did
it；　and　he　didn't　ask。　He　simply　held　her；　stroked　her　back；　whispered
sweet　nothings　of　fort　and　support　against　the　top　of　her　head。

Gradually　her　eyes　dried　and　her　pulse　grew　steadier。　〃I'm　sorry。　I
don't　know　what　came　over　me。〃

〃How　do　you　feel　now？〃

〃Better。〃　She　took　a　last　jagged　breath　and　rubbed　her　cheek　against　his
chest。　〃Satisfied。〃　She　thought　about　that　and　finally　tipped　up　her
head。　〃I　actually　feel　great。　That　was　the　most　beautifull…〃　Her　words
died　when　her　throat　constricted　again。

Ross　turned　them　so　that　they　lay　on　their　sides；　facing　one　another。　He
traced　the　slim　lines　of　her　cheek　and　jaw；　then　ran　the　tips　of　his
fingers　down　her　neck　to　her　collarbone。

Chloe　felt　a　stirring　inside。　She　must　have　looked　startled；　because　he
laughed。

〃Didn't　think　you　could　feel　it　again　so　soon？〃　When　he　slid　a　leg
between　hers；　she　moved　against　it；　but　he　didn't　tease　her。　He　was
suddenly　serious。　〃It　was　beautiful；　princess。　Even　more　so　than　before。
I've　lived　all　these　years　wondering　whether　I　had　imagined　it。　I　tried
for　it　over　and　over。　And　here；　in　one　shot；　you've　done　it　again；　and
more。〃

〃Not　me。　Us。〃　She　touched　him　lower。

He　gasped。　〃You're　gonna　do　it　again；〃　he　said　and　kissed　her。

This　time　was　slower；　more　leisurely。　Ross　was　the　connoisseur；　showing
Chloe　how　to　tease　and　withhold；　playing　the　martyr　when　she　did。　She
took　delight　in　learning　the　nuances　of　holding；　caressing；　leading　him
to　the　brink；　staying　there；　and；　incredibly；　the　force　of　the　passion
was　even　greater。　This　time；　when　it　was　done；　there　were　no　tears。　Eyes
closed；　she　nestled　against　him；　replete　and　happy。　She　didn't　have　a
care　in　the　world。

Oblivious　to　the　steady　rain　that　beat　down　on　the　roof　of　the　house；
they　slept。　Their　twined　bodies　offered　warmth；　the　soft　rug　offered
fort。　It　was　nearly　four　in　the　morning　when　Ross　gently　woke　her。

〃Let's　go　upstairs；〃　he　whispered；　kissing　her　ear。

Groggy　and　disoriented；　she　reached　for　him。　〃What　is　it？〃

He　was　on　his　knees；　gathering　her　into　his　arms。　〃Nothing。　I　just　want
to　take　you　to　bed。〃

〃You're　not　leaving？〃　Her　arms　tightened　around　his　neck；　but　he
chuckled。

〃I　want　to　take　you　in　bed…〃

〃Are　you　。。。　again？〃

〃Shhh。　I　want　to　be　able　to　remember　what　your　bed　feels　like；　for　all
those　long　lonely　nights　ahead；〃　he　drawled。　He　crossed　the　living　room
and　took　the　stairs　with　her　in　his　arms　and　a　minimum　of　effort。　〃I
want　you　to　be　haunted　the　same　way；〃　he　added；　less　humorous　now。
〃You'll　lie　in　your　bed　and　remember　the　feel　of　me　until　you're　ready
to　burst。〃

Fully　awakened；　Chloe　was　warm　all　over。　Her　breast　was　snug　to　his
chest；　her　hip　nestled　against　his　naked　belly。　It　was　still　night。
Under　cover　of　darkness；　she　could　do　anything。　Her　lips　turned
recklessly　to　his　shoulder；　her　tongue　moistening　a　spot；　her　teeth
leaving　a　mark。

〃Heeeey！　Watch　that！〃　He　put　her　down；　letting　her　slide　slowly　over　the
length　of　him。　His　hand　stayed　at　the　small　of　her　back；　pressing　her
against　a　full　erection。　To　Chloe's　amazement；　she　was　just　as　aroused。

Their　lips　met；　open　now　and　sure。　There　was　no　limit　to　this　pleasure；
only　the　need　for　more　and　more。

〃The　bed；〃　she　croaked　in　haste；　tearing　herself　away　to　pull　back　the
quilt。　She　fell　onto　the　sheets　with　him；　and　there　was　a　fury　to　this
union；　a　blend　of　yearning；　fear；　and　unbridled　greed。　Morning　was
ing。　They　couldn't　get　enough　of　each　other。　When　they　finally
climaxed　and　collapsed；　their　bodies　were　slick　and　exhausted。　Again
they　slept。

When　Chloe　opened　her　eyes　next；　it　was　to　the　gray　light　of　a　soggy
morning　and；　more　brightly；　to　Ross。　His　dark　hair　was　disheveled。　He
was　staring　down　at　her。

Breaking　into　a　smile；　he　said；　〃I　wanted　to　see　if　it　would　work。〃

〃See　if　what　would　work？〃

〃If　I　could　wake　you　up　by　willing　it。　I've　been　sending　brain　waves。〃

〃Brain　waves　didn't　wake　me。〃　She　yawned。　〃I'd　have　woken　anyway。〃

He　stretched　and　grimaced。　〃I　feel　well　used。〃

〃That's　one　way　to　put　it；〃　she　said；　but　she　was　thinking　ahead。　How
not　to？　Morning　was　here。

She　rolled　away；　but　he　rolled　her　right　back　and　held　her　in　place　with
an　arm　on　either　side。　〃Don't。　After　last　night　you　can't　turn　away。〃

〃Can't？〃

〃Won't。　Let's　talk；〃　he　said　gently　and　sat　up。　His　eyes　wandered　to　her
hair；　which　was　spread　on　the　pillow；　then　the　sheets；　which　bunched　at
her　navel。　He　looked　at　everything　in　between　as　though　it　were
priceless。　At　last；　in　a　deep　voice；　he　said；　〃I　love　you；　Chloe。〃

She　reached　to　cover　his　mouth；　not　ready　for　that；　but　he　caught　her
hand　and　pinned　it　to　the　pillow。　Leaning　down；　he　gave　her　a　long；
silencing　kiss。　When　his　mouth　left　hers　again；　he　said；　〃I　love　you　and
want　to　marry　you。〃

She　shook　her　head。

〃I　do；〃　he　insisted。

Her　heart　ached。　She　wasn't　ready；　wasn't　ready　at　all。　〃Last　night　we
made　love。　Saying　'i　love　you'　is　something　else　entirely。〃

Ross　didn't　budge。　〃Argue　as　much　as　you　want；　but　you　won't　change
this。　I　love　you。　I　wish　I　could　say　that　I　loved　you　eleven　years
ago…it　would　all　sound　romantic。　I　wanted　you　then。　I　knew　that　there
was　something　in　you…deep　in　you…that　intrigued　me。　But　I　didn't　get　to
know　you。　A　few　hours　is　too　short　a　time。〃

〃It's　hardly　been　much　more　than　that　now；〃　she　protested。

〃It's　been　more　than　two　weeks。〃

〃It's　been　less　than　two　days。〃

〃Tell　me　you　didn't　think　of　me。〃

She　recalled　those　long　hours　after　New　Hampshire。　〃I　can't。　I　thought
of　you。　But　in　order　to　love　a　person　you　have　to　spend　time　with　that
person。〃

〃You're　clutching　at　straws。　I　love　you。　If　you　were　honest　with
yourself；　you'd　tell　me　that　you　love　me；　too。〃

That　was　what　she　feared　most。　There　was　no　place　in　her　life　for　that
kind　of　love。　〃You　don't　know　what　I　feel。〃

〃I　know　what　I　felt　last　night。　You　couldn't　have　faked　your　reactions。
Sorry；　Chloe；　but　you　responded　out　of　love。　That's　all　there　is　to　it。〃

〃No。　Not　all。〃　She　needed　time。　She　knew　what　she　had　to　say。
〃'responded　to　you　out　of　need。　Call　it　lust　or　physical　desire；　but
don't　call　it　love。〃

〃You're　afraid；〃　he　announced。

There　was　a　deathly　silence。　The　air　pulsed　between　them。

〃You're　afraid　to　let　go　of　the　past；〃　he　went　on。　〃It's　so　much　a　part
of　you　that　you're　terrified　to　live　without　it。〃

〃That's　not　true；〃　she　cried。

〃Then　why　don't　you　try？　You　did　it　for　a　night…why　not　for　a　week？

A　month？　A　year？〃　He　softened。　〃I'm　not　asking　you　to　renounce　your
past；　just　to　accept　it　and　move　on。〃　He　paused；　suddenly　a　shade
unsure。　〃You　did　enjoy　last　night；　didn't　you？〃

〃Oh；　yes；〃　she　breathed　so　quickly　that　her　words　stopped　dead　for　lack
of　a　follow…up。

His　smile　filled　the　gap。　It　was　a　full；　warm　curve　of　the　firm　lips
that　had　given　her　such　pleasure　through　the　night。　His　gaze　dropped　to
her　breasts；　then　her　bare　middle。　When　he　bent　to　kiss　her　navel；　she
clutched　his　hair。　But　to　push　him　away？　Or　to　hold　him　there？　Lord；　she
didn't　know。

After　a　night　of　beauty；　the　morning　was　dreary　and　dark。　After　a　night
of　clear…cut　emotions；　the　new　day's　emotions　were　muddy　and　dense。　She
needed　time；　needed　space。　Turning　her　face　into　the　pillow；　she　let　her
hands　slowly　slide　from　his　hair。

〃I　want　you　to　work　for　me；　Chloe。〃

Her　eyes　shot　back　to　his。　〃Work　for　you？　How　can　I　do　that？　I　have　my
own　business。〃

He　brushed　a　tendril　of　hair　from　her　cheek。　〃I　mean；　I　want　to　retain
your　firm。〃

She　was　startled。　She　hadn't　considered　this　twist。　〃For　what？〃

〃They　cater　our　board　meetings；〃　he　drawled　facetiously。　〃e　on；　you
know　what　you　do。　I'd　like　to　hire　ESE　as　a　geological　consultant；
starting　with　a　set　of　revised　plans　for　the　Rye　Beach　plex。〃

Business；　then？　Suddenly　self…conscious；　Chloe　drew　the　sheet　to　her
armpits　and　sat　up。　She　forced　a　feeble　smile。　〃So　it's　bribery　now？
You'd　try　to　hook　my　business；　then　slowly　reel　me　in？〃

〃If　necessary。〃　His　grin　came　and　went。　〃I've　toyed　with　the　idea　all
week。　It　was　what　I　wanted　to　discuss　when　I　arrived　Friday。　What　do　you
think？　Will　you　do　it？〃

〃No。

〃Why　not？　It's　a　good　business　move。〃

〃Actually；〃　she　thought　aloud；　〃you're　right。　It　is　a　good　business
move。　I'll　do　it；　but　only　if　Lee　handle　the　work。〃

〃I　don't　want　Lee。〃

She　had　never　doubted　it。　〃That's　why　I　can't　do　this。　Can　you　imagine
us　trying　to　work　together？　After　last　night？　I'm　not　sure　how　much　work
we'd　get　done。〃

He　sighed。　〃At　least　you　don't　deny　that。〃

〃I　never　did。　I　just　don't　know　how　much　more　there　is　to　it　than　that。〃

But　she　lied。　Making　love　with　Ross　was　as　close；　as　deep；　as　merged　as
she　had　ever　been　with　another　person；　and　that　included　Crystal；　which
was　saying　a　lot。　She　would　always　be　attracted　to　Ross；　would　always
feel　that　special　connection。

Sadly；　she　slipped　out　of　bed　and　stood　at　the　window。　She　felt　as
lonely；　as　dismal　as　the　day。　Was　the　pain　of　separating　from　Ross　worth
the　joy　of　being　with　him？　Was　the　pain　her　punishment　for
self…indulgence？

She　heard　his　footsteps　behind　her　and　sighed　when　he　circled　her　waist
and　drew　her　back　against　him。　For　another　minute；　no　more；　she　would
savor　it。　Another　minute；　that　was　all。　〃I　have　to　leave　this　morning；〃
he　said　softly。　〃This　morning？〃

〃I　have　a　date　in　New　York。〃

〃A　date。〃　That　stopped　her。　〃Business　or　pleasure？〃

〃Pleasure。〃

She　turned。　〃You　just　told　me　you　loved　me。〃

〃I　love　her；　too。〃

The　mischief　in　his　eyes　tipped　her　off。　〃Your　mom。〃

〃Smart　girl；〃　he　said　with　a　smile。　Chloe　was　inordinately　pleased。　〃I
didn't　realize　she　lived　in　New　York。〃

〃She　doesn't。　She's　visiting。〃

〃And　you　left　her　for　the　weekend？〃

〃With　pleasure。〃　And　he　showed　no　sign　of　guilt。　〃My　mother　has　never
been　the　easiest　woman　to　get　along　with。　And　the　fact　that　I　loaned　her
my　place　pleased　her　more　than　my　pany　would　have。　But　I　promised　to
take　her　to　an　opening　at　an　art　gallery　she　sponsors。〃　He　cleared　his
throat。　〃She's　on　another　of　her　infamous　culture　kicks。〃

Chloe　couldn't　help　but　grin。　〃Like　the　violin　lessons？〃

〃Like　the　violin　lessons。〃

Their　eyes　shared　amusement；　but　it　faded　fast。　In　its　place　was　raw
desire；　back　with　a　vengeance。

〃Ahhh；　Chloe；〃　Ross　murmured　and　caught　her　lips。

She　tried　to　turn　away。　〃It's　too　late。〃　She　turned　back　again；　needy。
She　kissed　him；　then　breathed；　〃We　have　to　stop。　Really；　we　do。〃

But　she　wanted　him　too　much　for　that。　He　backed　her　to　the　bed　and
followed　her　down；　and　she　met　him　willingly。　When　he　was　gone；　there
would　be　soul…searching　aplenty。　But　not　now。　Not　yet。

Her　soul…searching　began　the　instant　the　brown　BMW　pulled　from　her　drive
and　disappeared　from　sight。

〃I'll　be　in　touch；　princess；〃　he　had　said　when　he　kissed　her　good…bye。

〃You　shouldn't；　Ross；〃　she　had　said；　though　her　throat　was　tight　with
emotion。　〃It's　better　this　way。〃

He　hadn't　said　anything　more；　had　simply　turned　on　his　heel　and　walked
off。

The　sense　of　loss　she　had　felt　then　should　have　eased　as　the　day　wore
on；　but　it　didn't。　It　grew　sharper；　forcing　her　to　a　deeper　level　of
soulsearching。　On　this　level　she　felt　great　guilt。　Twice；　now；　she　had
been　with　Ross。　Had　it　not　been　for　the　first　time；　Crystal　might　still
be　alive。

The　pain　of　her　memory　of　that　time　was　so　great　that　she　rarely　went
there。　Now　she　did。　She　and　Crystal　had　double…dated　that　rainy　Saturday
night　and　had　returned　home　on　a　sour　note；　largely　from　Chloe's
distraction。　When　Crystal　confronted　her；　Chloe　told　her　about　Ross。　She
hadn't　meant　to　gloat；　only　to　share　the　excitement。

But　Crystal　was　furious。　Hurt；　jealousy；　anger…Chloe　had　never　been　able
to　sort　through　her　twin's　rage。　Crystal　had　run　from　the　house；　taken
her　small　sports　car；　and　sped　away。　Within　an　hour　the　police　were　at
the　door　to　report　that　the　small　car　had　skidded　on　the　wet　road　and
slammed　into　a　tree。　Crystal　had　died　instantly。

Chloe　twitched。　Her　forehead　was　bathed　in　sweat。　Throwing　an　arm　over
her　eyes；　she　sank　more　deeply　into　the　sofa。　For　years　she　had　lived
with　the　guilt　of　causing　Crystal's　death。

But　there　was　new　guilt　now。　Ross　had　fallen　in　love　with　her　and　she
had　allowed　it　to　happen。　Since　she　couldn't　marry　him；　he　would　be
hurt；　which　was　the　last　thing　she　wanted。　He　deserved　the　best；　the
finest。　He　deserved　a　wife　and　children　and　all　those　things　she　might
have　wanted　herself；　had　life　been　different。　Causing　him　pain　increased
her　own　pain　ten…fold。　Because；　when　all　was　said　and　done；　she　loved
him；　too。

That　was　the　deepest　layer　unearthed　in　her　soul…search。　She　did　love
Ross；　but　it　had　no　future。　There　would　always　be　yesterday　and　the
ghosts　she　lived　with。　Ross　had　stolen　her　heart；　but　only　a　part。　The
rest　had　either　died　with　Crystal；　or　died　a　little　more　each　time　she
saw　the　grief　on　her　parents'　faces。　Ross　deserved　a　wholehearted　woman。
She　wanted　that　for　him。

After　developing　a　throbbing　migraine；　Chloe　was　in　bed　by　eight；　and
there　was　pain　beyond　her　head。　Ross's　scent　clung　to　her　sheets；　the
remembered　feel　of　his　body　scared　her　skin。　She　burned　inside；　with　no
outlet。

In　time　she　fell　asleep。　After　two　nights　without；　it　was　deep　and
mercifully　uninterrupted。　She　woke　up　only　when　Lee　hollered　from　the
foot　of　the　stairs；　〃Chloe？　Rise　and　shine！〃

She　yawned；　stretched；　remembered　and　felt　pain；　then　relief。　Lee　often
woke　her　with　a　yell。　This　wouldn't　be　the　last　time。　Life　would　go　on
without　Ross。　Yes；　it　would。　Climbing　from　bed；　she　showered；　dressed；
neatened　the　room　and　joined　Lee　for　breakfast。　〃Good　weekend；　kid？〃　he
asked　around　a　mouthful　of　toast。　〃Not　bad。〃

〃So　what　happened？〃

〃Nothing。〃

〃He　didn't　sleep　at　my　place　Saturday　night；　Chloe。〃

She　helped　herself　to　coffee。　〃How　do　you　know　he　stayed　over　Saturday
night？　How　do　you　know　he　did