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“Would it not be prudent for you to tarry awhile? Your home is still several days’ journey north and I cannot be easy about you attempting the journey.

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“Perhaps it would be…prudent to stay a bit longer.”

“Y-yes, more prudent,” Belle echoed. Though she knew it was not prudent at all.

Though Jack then spoke of mundane matters, she found herself leaning closer, listening intently as if each word were a clue. His lips fascinated her, and she felt an inexplicable need to touch them.

Have them touch hers.

Mesmerized by the golden flecks dancing in the irises of his dark brown eyes, she didn’t immediately notice that his lips had stilled, his voice had gone silent. His eyes narrowed, darkened with a heat she recognized only too well.

She waited, scarcely breathing, as his lips descended nearer, until his sigh mingled with her own.

She closed her eyes, every nerve tingling with anticiption. Awareness of him spiraled through her body, from her fingertips down.

How would he taste? she wondered.

The Courtesan

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