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... invitation to a night of passion, a promise of pleasure.
Moira Sloan sat on the edge of the bed. She was drunk, but her eyes were sparkling.
Connor Quinn stood motionless in the doorway, just watching her. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, placed one between his lips, and lit it deliberately. As smoke billowed out, he spoke in a low, deep voice, "Moira Sloan, what have I told you before?"
Moira Sloan blinked.
’I don’t know.’
’I’ve forgotten. ...
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