’ ‘Don’t be stuffy, Hilary,’ admonished his betrothed. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. “I wonder what happened. ” She put on a short dress that was sky blue, with thick straps about the shoulders. He made it brief. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him.
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