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It was astonishing how seldom it was that his instincts betrayed him. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure another nonsensical tale about your husband. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. But with the morning, the glorious unstained morning the passion of living would stir even the blood of a clod. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked.
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