" And he raised it in his arms. And behind— there was Paris, memories of amazing things, memories which made his cheeks burn and his heart beat quickly as he sat there waiting for her. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me. I have been dreaming of your body and you night after night.
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