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... r hand, trying hard to pry open Percy Stanton’s hand.
"Isabel, are you shy?" Percy laughed quietly, quickly pulling the woman who was about to lose her temper into his arms, holding her tight. Lowering his head, he sniffed her fragrant hair deeply, putting away all playfulness, and murmured with a touch of melancholy, "Isabel, don’t move, let me just hold you."
Isabel’s struggling stopped all at once.
He stood on the bustling Main Street, holding her quietly like that for ...
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