She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. “Dear John,” she whispered. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. "No," rejoined Thames, "I won't be treated like a common felon, if I can help it. Bête, she told herself fiercely.
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