Sebastian's arms were about her, his fists pumping her stomach as she coughed forth saltwater from her belly and lungs. He had buckled on his hanger, and had two brace of pistols in his belt, as well as others in this holsters. Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. All men are bloody fucking hypocrites. “I repeat, gentlemen,” he said, in an ominously low tone, “what of it?” Drummond shrugged his shoulders. I give myself to you.
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