The visitors, when they entered, looked thoroughly intimidated and Everett concealed a grim smile. The tables were then cleared. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner. “Goodnight. She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. She would marry him. Without a single ornament about her neck, or hair, wearing the plainest of black gowns, out of which her shoulders shone gleaming white, she was easily the most noticeable and the most distinguished-looking woman in the room.
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