Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. Melusine tapped on it. It would be an ice storm by midnight if it did not let up. She fluttered her eyelashes, and adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. . ’ ‘But you must want more. No, none at all. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. ‘And so you sneak back,’ she threw at him, ‘like the jackal that you are.
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