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He tried to i, in the hope the blood in his body ht divert from its inevitable course But all he could picture was Miss Vale standing in nothing but frilly drawers as she secured the weapon to her soft thigh It was no use His cock sprang to life with unsurprising vigour

“So his wicked mind to conjure a lewd reply “Quickly”

Internal chaos reigned as his treers settled around the wooden handle and drew the sression left his fingers pulsing with the need to throw a punch

The outline of a figure came into view Just one man—one drunken ered along the yard His head bobbed up and down His beady gaze swayed back and forth as he noticed them huddled in the doorway

“Nice evenin’ for it guv’nor,” the sot slurred upon noting Lawrence’s hand thrust under Miss Vale’s skirts He hiccupped, nearly fell flat on his face when he gazed up at the sprinkling of stars in an unusually clear sky “There’s love in the air, make no mistake”

Miss Vale craned her neck and glanced heavenward before releasing a pleasurable sigh

The fellow a where he proceeded to cast up his accounts

Lawrence silently snorted The only thing in the air was the sickly stench of gin Or so he thought until his gaze came to rest on the delicate colue to press his lips to the porcelain skin roused a foreign feeling in his chest

“He’s right,” she said, lowering her head to lock gazes with hiht”

Not as beautiful as the woman with her arms twined around his neck “I should slip the knife back into the sheath” Murder was the last thing on his mind now

“You should But do it carefully lest you rip my pantaloons”

He had every intention of taking his time “If I rip theladly buy her anything her heart desired

“I doubt I shall have ain”

Like a rampant buck with uncontrollable needs, his mind turned lascivious As he bent his head, ready to slip the blade into the sheath, their mouths were but two inches apart Her vibrant blue eyes dropped to his lips and re

“Forgive hts “Sometimes, a man cannot help but succumb to his weaknesses”