Katyana

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She glanced back as the door opened, saw Roarke come in, then turned her attention back to the screen. “I have no excuse for that,” he began. “Absolutely no excuse for saying those things to you. I’m unspeakably sorry, Eve.” “Forget it.” “I can’t. I won’t.” He walked to her, stood with her, but didn’t touch. “And still I hope you’ll forgive me.”
Katyana
Goddamn right, buddy
Fantasy in Death (In Death, #30)
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