He sucked at her neck, biting her hard, leaving red marks that disappeared as soon as he made them. " He did not pause to consider how she had learned that he had imagination; he comprehended only the direct challenge. God, Lucy, what’s it been, how many years?” “I’m so sorry, John. Daily contact with actual human beings all the more inclined her toward the imaginative.
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