Julia Gerrior⚓️

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His smile was devilish, that expression that sent a chill down my spine and heat into my belly all at once. ‘I didn’t say I would actually do it.’ ‘No, but …’ A dazed laugh escaped me. ‘Good gods. Perhaps I shouldn’t have come to you for a chat about ethics.’ ‘Oh, quite the opposite,’ he dryly said. ‘Nothing creates an awareness of ethics like walking on the wrong side of the line for most of your life. I may not be good at morality, but I’ve definitely thought about it.’
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