‘On the contrary,’ Gerald argued, frowning. ’ ‘Uh-oh,’ came from her infuriating suitor and his eyes dropped to the weapon she was dragging from the holster under her petticoat. Fascination. Half an hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. “What do you mean, hanging round with my wife?” he answered fiercely. They sat in the front row. My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain.
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