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His attraction for her was now written plainly on his freckled face, revealed by the many drinks he had imbibed. Drowning, her brain dizzy, Melusine clung to the source of the flooding warmth, her hands, no longer forcibly held, moving without will about the firm back. Her hair was held back in a filigreed barrette. It’s not like we’re getting married. "Been to those places?" "No.
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