‘Melusine!’ Distracted, Gosse blinked and his eyes flicked away from Melusine’s just as she flung the fullness of her gathered petticoats in the way of his blade. The small predator subconsciously acknowledged the larger one. Conscientious objectors to that process are not permitted, she found, in Canongate. She was wearing a becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for several hours at least. Cathy opened her beauty shop, you know. What was it she had expected? Surely her moods were getting a little out of hand. She moaned as his hands explored her body, fingers crushing against her panties under her skirt.
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