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Chapter 22: The Drunk’s Stag
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... tinged with the faint scent of lavender and something subtly sweet—perhaps vanilla, perhaps her perfume lingering in the air. The dim lighting softened the edges of the space, making it feel more intimate, more secluded from the rest of the world.
She moved ahead of him, unhurried, yet with a certain purpose. Richard let the door click shut behind them, his gaze drawn to the slight sway of her movements as she slipped off her coat and hung it neatly by the entrance.
For a moment ...
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