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“We can’t make love out here. It’s freezing!â€� Maryanne cried.

A boyishly beseeching look lit up his eyes. “We would heat up quickly.�

“It’s fine for you,â€� she protested. “You only need one part of your body, and you’ll be sliding that into warmth.”
― Sharon Page, Black Silk

“So, sweeting, why were you threatening to throw Tate out of the house? What did he say?â€�


Leather brushed her chin as he tipped it up. Serious dark eyes met hers. “What did he say?�

She glanced around; surely the footmen were too far away to hear. “He wanted to join us in our bed.�

“I’ll run him through.�

“No! Perhaps he only said it to goad you into a duel. Perhaps it was intended as a way to kill you.�

“It was an insult to you, love. That can’t be ignored.�

“And so you rush inexorably toward death. I don’t care if he stands on a Drury Lane stage and calls me a courtesan, I won’t have you risking your life.”
― Sharon Page, Black Silk