’ Roding blinked. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. To stop her, Sebastian slapped her face and nearly dislocated her jaw. It was good to kiss you, even at the price. “I said you were”—he shouted—“NOT TO GO!” She made, and overdid, an immense effort to be a princess. Kneebone in a conciliatory tone. All in a moment.
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