Why had he offered her that kiss on board The Tigress? Perhaps that had been his hour of disenchantment. ‘No!’ Melusine snapped as he tugged at the thing. “Not a bit of it,” he said; “it’s only a score in a game. “So I see that you have become content with your hardscrabble existence, your week-to-week survival, your Martin Chen!” “Who?” “Your limp-wristed lover!” “Um. It’s these damned novels.
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