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But when she reached for the closures of his breeches fall, he stayed her hand "Really," he said, struggling for breath "It’s only three more days I can wait"

"Well, I can’t I’vethe invalid I want to feel alive again"

A ragged sigh escaped hi her spine, she rubbed her body against his She found his hand where he cupped her stockinged calf and drew his touch upward, past her knee and ribbon garter All the way up to the silk of her bared thighs and the enticing heat between theroaned "God, I love you"

"I love you, too" She rolled her hips, pressing into his touch "And I need you, Bram So very badly"

They worked quickly then, the two of the aside botherso ca at all At last he slid into her, fitting hied, forever

"Yes," she sighed, pulling hiood to be home

Afterword

Regency-era ood intentions to help their patients, very little was understood about the origins and spread of disease The preferred treat--had little, if any, real benefit

Women’s reproductive health presented an especially difficult puzzle, it seeency and early Victorian case histories of young woed from moodiness to muscle weakness, headaches to seizures All ular ans Prescribed treat, to the application of pustule-inducing salves and leeches onlet’s just say, delicate areas

It all rateful for my twenty-first-century doctors But even with the advances into understand and cure diseases that affect tens of thousands of woht to Surrender would be part of Avon’s partnership with the Ovarian Cancer National Alliance, an organization dedicated to raising public awareness, finding a cure, and encouraging women to be their own health advocates Please visit ovariancancerorg for more information