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“Oh, cover my eyes, Felicity I cannot look”

“What is theof this, sir?”

Despite the matrons’ coo He held her close, his tongue engaged in an erotic dance that promised a wealth of pleasure

“Put the lady down this instant, sir”

Miss Smythe attempted to pull away The action left him frustrated, ready to turn on the blood-thirsty pack of matrons and send them to the devil

He dragged histhe line of her jaw

“Tellher hesitation, he added, “This is supposed to be a love match, remember”

Miss Sant column of her throat “Oh, I love you” The words breezed fro me”

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“Pro on his ra into his words “Promise me you’ll be mine”

“I cannot live without you,” she muttered so sweetly he al you happy”

Matthew fought the need to capture her ain

A lady cleared her throat “Will you let go of her and address us, sir!”

“I have no choice but to acknowledge theainst Miss Smythe’s ear “Do not say a word”

He looked up at the three horrified faces, their hollow cheeks and pursed lips evidence of their disdain It took a trearish gowns With plue bows in their hair, they appeared more like the exotic birds in Lady Holbrook’s aviary