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“Why don’t you stay the night?” he asked, suddenly but smoothly, unwilling to let her go.
Оглавление“I—look, this never should have happened, never has happened before. I don’t know how it did,” Araminta mumbled, embarrassed.
“It happened because we both wanted it to happen,” he said harshly, viewing her through narrowed eyes. “Because we are two consenting adults who feel desire for one another.”
“Perhaps,” she conceded grudgingly, retrieving her shoe from beneath a cushion, “but that isn’t a reason to, well, to—”
“To go to bed together?” he finished. “Why on earth not? I can’t think of any better reason.”
“Can’t you?” she exclaimed, suddenly cross. “Well, I can. Lots of them.”
“It took you rather a long time to remember them, querida.”
