He closed his eyes and allowed himself to remember the taste of her and the feel of her and the smell of her. She was qu — Marguerite Kaye, The Soldier's Dark Secret

He closed his eyes and allowed himself to remember the taste of her and the feel of her and the smell of her. She was qu — Marguerite Kaye, The Soldier's Dark Secret

He closed his eyes and allowed himself to remember the taste of her and the feel of her and the smell of her. She was qu — Marguerite Kaye, The Soldier's Dark Secret

He closed his eyes and allowed himself to remember the taste of her and the feel of her and the smell of her. She was qu — Marguerite Kaye, The Soldier's Dark Secret

He closed his eyes and allowed himself to remember the taste of her and the feel of her and the smell of her. She was qu — Marguerite Kaye, The Soldier's Dark Secret

He closed his eyes and allowed himself to remember the taste of her and the feel of her and the smell of her. She was quite lovely. She was altogether ravishing. She would set any man's blood on fire. He shouldn't have kissed her.

— Marguerite Kaye, The Soldier's Dark Secret

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