She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers. “They say there are spots on the sun. They sold him the whisky. Ramage,” she said, “I can’t—Not now. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear.
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