She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror. Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. “Stop,” he said. But before the Grieg concerto was done, she knew that she was free.
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