” Brendon was not inclined to be led away from the point. “I would give my life for you. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. To even presume a lustful thought about her was to ask for one’s own death. “All the time he is shouting and muttering. Nevertheless there came a residuum of expostulations.
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