“I’m still inside you. ” He held his breath as she reached over the stick shift and touched his face. " Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure.
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