. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. Melusine saw fire in his eyes and a streak of heat rushed through her to match it. “I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz. You dear, dear girl.
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