Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. Pity he's ta'en to bad ways so airly. He is coming here to tea. She bolted upright as she heard footsteps rumble towards the door, cursing UPS for being so damn persistent in such foul weather. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. She responded as he slipped his hands under her sweater. He did not like it.
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