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It was a duel, you understand, and that is not permitted. I don’t think I shall ever care for this bonnet again. Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. ’ ‘What name would you like, then?’ Her shadowed features turned in his direction.
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