I sew his ears on from time to time, sure.
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Aubrey Fitzwilliam knew that crisis was another word for opportunity.
—Michael Pryor
I was alone in this discovery because it was my secret, my private exploration.
—Paloma Beck
I was caged by him like a bird with clipped wings. I could flutter but I couldn’t escape though I’m not certain I’d want to even if I could.
I was caught by him. I was absolutely, unintentionally ensnared. Held by the look in his cocoa brown eyes when he spoke, commanding me. I shivered at his words as if they were touches sliding...
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