" The Wastrel advanced. “What the devil are you doing star-gazing here?” Ennison looked at him in surprise. She moaned as his lips caressed her neck, almost to where the dress met her shoulder. She had black hair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had modelled her features had loved and lingered at their work and made them subtle and fine. “Not at all.
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