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... as Croft brought her to his place, somewhat inexplicably.
Doing nothing, and just sitting on the sofa, she watched him drink red wine and smoke cigars.
She wanted to go back, but he wouldn’t allow it; she wanted to call her father, and he wouldn’t allow that either.
Latter, she dozed off in a daze on the sofa, and when she woke up, she was already in bed.
Nicholas Croft lay beside her, bare-chested with his long arms tightly encircling her.
And she was jus ...
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