Published by Elizabeth Bailey 2012 www. ” He groaned. Do I blow off the head of a man with whom I am in love?’ ‘That,’ said Gerald, disengaging his hand and at last drawing her into his arms, ‘deserves a reward. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac.
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