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In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. But the great point was still unaccomplished. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. She closed her eyes, discerning the divinations he had been up to during her violin concert. Her attenuated arms were crossed upon her breast; and her black brows and eyelashes contrasted fearfully with the livid whiteness of her skin. But I had to know for sure. He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. I like the way you shared it. Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. ‘You are jealous!’ ‘Yes,’ he agreed simply.
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