A Hand that strove to reach his shoulder, relentless, soulless but lawful. I have always understood that men avoid like the plague a woman with a sense of humour. Gosse, if he had any sense, would immediately seek out the Remenham lawyers. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. He kissed her ardently. Shoplatch.
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