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Chapter 120

Hands sliding up her outer thighs, raising her gown, warm breaths soft against her cheek, bright blue eyes aflame with wicked desires and the fall of pale-blond hair

"Lady Melbourne?"

Rosalind Melbourne came back to herself. She was sitting in a cozy armchair in a sunny parlor with blue walls. Three sets of feminine eyes were focused on her, all a little concerned. A moment ago, she'd been listening to her hostesses talk about the latest scandals and political intrigues when the conversation had turned to marriages and the men in their lives. It was only natural for her thoughts to turn to Ashton when his friends had been mentioned. And that had led to memories from the last time she'd seen himat the operawhen they'd both lost control.

I should never have allowed that man to kiss me, nor should I have touched him. It was a mistake.

She reached for the cup of tea nearest her on the table. "I'm sorry. I was woolgathering."

"It's quite all right," Lady Sheridan said, smiling again. "
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