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Оглавление“Splendor of G—” Evan gasped.
His angry wife stepped gracefully out of her night rail, wadded the cloth into a ball and threw it at him. He barely caught his shout of triumph at the back of his throat and changed it into a grunt as the gown dropped to his feet.
“Now what, you unconscionable brute? Shall we have tea?” Elizabeth demanded.
“Unconscionable brute, is it?” Evan deliberately shook his head as he lifted one hand away from his rigid pose and crooked a finger at her.
“I’ll not apologize now, you rotten curl I won’t take back a single word I’ve said.”
“Then we’re right back where we started. Only you’ve taken it a step farther... coming into my room...intending to break my resolve with your woman’s wiles. I won’t be bound to your whimsy, Elizabeth Murray MacGregor. A husband has rights over his wife.”
