You're aunt's just--what is it--down the hall. You know damn well this place isn't soundproofed."" You'll just have to be quiet." He gave her ribs a deliberate tickle that made her jump and yelp. "Or not."" Didn't I bang you already today, twice this morning?"" Darling Eve, you're a pathetic romantic.

J.D. Robb

Indulgence in Death

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