” She put her wrists upon his shoulders, feeling him surge with the pride of his own masculinity as she touched him. She wanted air—and the distraction of having moving and changing things about her. “Not to-night,” she said. “I mean to go to that dance! I meant to reason with you, but you won’t reason. They almost made me feel like they were mine.
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