Her fingers rested upon his. ‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years. He heard Rollo's stump beat a gentle tattoo on the floor. "He wouldn't hurt a rabbit. One little minute with soap and water, voilà tout. “Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood.
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