Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. ‘Very well, arrest me. ” Inwardly, she laughed at the idea of him trying to beat on her, flailing, his arms akimbo. His movements became quicker, and she made grinding motions with her hips that began to please her as well. " "If I thought so—" cried the knight fiercely; "but this is idle," he added, suddenly checking himself.
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