‘I’m not so sure now,’ he said. ‘I quite like you as a fallen one, to be honest. As a wanton one …’ He grinned as he patted her stomach.
‘Well, you’ve certainly made a woman of me,’ she replied, smiling coyly.
‘Takes a man to do that, that does,’ he said, pulling her against him.
‘Stop it!’ she hissed, as he leaned down to kiss her. ‘You’ll have those tongues start up wagg—’
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