’ ‘Uh-oh,’ came from her infuriating suitor and his eyes dropped to the weapon she was dragging from the holster under her petticoat. " "What's that?" asked Wood with some curiosity. "If I hadn't just left him, I could have sworn it was Mrs. The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. ‘That’s not much comfort. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up.
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