83 She stared at his crazily erect penis, mentally comparing it to Gianfrancesco’s. I worship you. And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I don’t want to know. It was his belief that the French had enough troubles of their own in these difficult times without bothering to nose out British business. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. A very familiar face emerged from a crowd at the impromptu bar on the kitchen island. Lucy felt her heart splinter in her breast.
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