Dougless looked down at Nicholas and stroked his sweat-dampened black curls. “I used to go to Chandler with my father sometimes, and I met some of the Taggerts. “If you would only listen to me . Who was she kidding? He’d kissed her a few times, but only when she’d thrown herself at him.
“‘And now it’s an exclusive hotel with a two-star restaurant!’” “My house is a public house?” Nicholas asked, obviously appalled. “Do you accuse an innocent woman? Or are you jealous of all women I touch?” Dougless’s vow to control her emotions flew out the window. She wore the pin inside her bra, afraid to wear it outside because its age and uniqueness might cause questions. “Nicholas?” she said as his lips began moving down her belly.
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