His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. He hugged her when he saw her in the hallway. And I have no more the pistol. He threw her on the bed. "Very well. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. My, um, my curfew.
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