The delights of a thousand dreams await within,
Yet I stand rooted outside your window,
Trembling like a tamarind in the breeze.
Unable to move,
Unable to breathe,
Hoping for one flutter of your curtain.
~from Silk Dreams
Quinn lifted Lady Meade's hand and pressed a very correct kiss on her bony knuckles. Then he bent and brushed his lips over Viola's cheek.
Smart man. If he'd put her hand anywhere near his mouth, she'd have curled her fingers into a fist and clouted him a good one.
"I'll see you at home later, dearest."
"You know how we women are when we're shopping," She smiled venomously at him. "Don't wait up."
Quinn lifted a brow at that, but kept a smile firmly in place for her mother's sake. "Yes, well, try not to spend all my money in one place."
"Of course not," she said sweetly. "I know lots of places to spend all your money.
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Sanjay, we've never talked about your domestic relationships, but you're a married man, aren't you?" Quinn asked over his shoulder, trying to sound nonchalant though his gut was jumping.
"Oh, yes, sahib. I have six wives and eight concubines."
Perhaps Sanjay wasn't the right one to give him the counsel he sought...
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