I’ll have to think of something else. ‘Nothing would do for her but to come here,’ grumbled Hilary, wiping his heated brow with a pocket handkerchief dragged from his immaculate white uniform breeches. Drink the toast, Jack. He would have risen again, but for the significance of the action. It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman.
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