It can wait a bit longer. I struck him across the mouth, and across the eyes. You steered and I rowed stroke. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. ‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald. Wood with the circumstances, and putting him upon his guard against the possibility of an attack.
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