He had, for
the most part, been correct. ‘Jacques, where are you hurt?’
But as she asked the question, she saw the wound. A lucky escape. Forgive me, but you have been looking, have you not, for
some employment?”
“Quite true!” she answered. Part 8
And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to
run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her
skin. Oriental rugs adorned the sea of shiny
hardwood floors, kept polished with an eye for detail that
bordered on Japanese. ’
Hilary stared at him. "
"How did you escape?" asked Sheppard, who, as he shook off his slumber, began
to recall the events of the previous night. It was not due to
shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she
must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male.
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