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Chapter Thirty Two

***Bexley ***

I hoped he was talking about the prospect of dancing with me, and not the contents of his underpants. The thought made me internally dry-heave.

Malcolm advanced on me as I maintained an act of innocence.

“Excuse me, mademoiselle. You seem to have misplaced your dancing partner,” h...

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