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Truly? That whole determined, dangerous saunter across the room was for me? In that case, would you mind going back and doing it all over again? Slowly this time, and with feeling.
“Jesus,” he finally managed, pushing water off his face. “Jesus Christ and John the Baptist. For that matter, Matthew, Mark, Luke, John.” Still not enough. He needed to reach back to the Old Testament for this. “Obadiah. Nebuchadnezzar. Methuselah and Job.”
She was right, he told himself. Her breasts were nothing out of the ordinary. To begin with, there were two of them. The usual number.
She found the knife with one hand and fumbled it open, wielding it like a dagger. “All right,” she said, glaring down at the highwayman. “So where do I stab him?”
Minerva folded her legs beneath her. Colin stretched his out. Francine kept her foot in the box.
She reached for her spectacles every morning, first thing. Because she could make no sense of the day without them. Colin reached for her.
