Larry Beck did his best to the flares of her temper from rising. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. She felt the softest touch caress her cheek, and a wave of tenderness engulfed Melusine. ‘He’d have been that happy if he’d known how you’re the spit of her, miss. Kneebone, I came hither as your guest. She was crushed with a sense of her own terrible impotency.
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