She felt her chest trying to float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged, into the hands of God. On taxing his recollection, the whole circumstance rushed to mind with painful distinctness. I am not a madman, or a pauper, or even an unreasonable person. “Many nights I have thought of you, Anna. His hot juices coursed into her in quick bursts. Moving to the shuttered window, Melusine dragged the heavy drapes back. She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate.
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