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She didn’t feel free to explore Arabella’s house, and she didn’t want to walk in Arabella’s gardens. He had come home at the beginning of the third hour and said abruptly, 'De Pr~, let's go to my offices. ' And with that he strode off to the north, not taking exag- gerated steps, and not running, but walking with grave intent. “My goodness,” Dougless said, wide-eyed.

“And dinner at this hour?” “All right,” she said, frustrated. This was Nicholas, the man she’d wanted, desired, and craved for hundreds of hours. His mind was reeling with the sensations of touching this woman who had come to mean so much to him, but he was beginning to hear her. Looking up at this smiling man, Dougless wondered, if she were honest with herself, would she rather spend f