What did you discover about the shooter?” Jude asked as he struggled to sit upright.
“Once I spotted him on the rooftop, I ran up the back stairs to follow him. He was long gone, but he left something behind,” Sussex said.
“Oh?”
“Yes, I’ll take it upon myself to investigate it.”
Jude opened his eyes, his stare focused on the duke. “Do you need my help?”
Alynwick snorted. “A soiled dove with a broken wing,” he drawled. “What use would you be?”
Jude grumbled, “I’ll be fine by the morning.
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I shall sustain a massive erection, that’s what, and I shan’t be answerable for the consequences. Some kind of ejaculation is almost bound to ensue and if either of you were to become pregnant I should never forgive myself.
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How will I accomplish such a thing?” he said, and her
lashes fluttered closed as his bottom lip scraped gently up
the curve of her chin. “I’ll be everywhere you are. Your very
shadow.
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Everywhere you are, I will be. Everywhere you go, I will
go. I will follow you into your dreams, stay while you sleep,
watch while you eat.”
That sinful bottom lip touched hers, then played with it,
brushing it, tugging on it, parting her mouth as if he had all
the time in the world to play and coax. “I will be the very air
you breathe.
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No, by God, you’ve accused me of coldness, but how
can you, when you can feel how hot my body is against
yours? You’ve said I have none of the red-blooded passion
of my sex, but you don’t know. You,” he gasped, pressing
against her with a hard thrust of his hips, “you will know it—
the depth of my passion. But you will.
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Pearls, because your skin is as smooth and luminescent as one, and because the first time my lips caressed your throat I thought your flesh as opulent and lush
as one. Gold,” he whispered, moving closer, “because it reminded me of how your hair looked in the dying
candlelight, how it burned and glistened, and how badly I want to lie in bed, in our chamber, and watch you at your dressing table, unpinning it for me. I will have that, Lucy, the
rights of a husband to enter his wife’s room, to see her at her toilette, to watch what no other man will ever be
granted. You do understand that? That I won’t settle for less?”
“You have made your line in the sand very clear.”
He grinned. “You can cross it anytime you wish, you know. You might even like it on my side.
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My dearest Lucy,” he said, his gaze never wavering from hers, “I would die for you.
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Clasping her to him, he hugged her for a long while and she felt his guilt and fear subside. “Do you want to see something very special—something magical?”
Giggling she whispered, “You already showed me that this morning.”
He swatted her bottom. “Minx! Not that!
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I’ll come back to you,” he whispered, not meaning to say it out loud. “And I will ravish you over breakfast, and I will never leave you alone another night of my life.
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Guys do ridiculous things for love." Adrian reached into his pocket and held up a pack of cigarettes. "Do you know how badly I want one of these right now? Yet I suffer, Rose. All for you.
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