tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39895814654357310652024-02-08T10:14:09.838-08:00Tessa ArmytageRomance AuthorTessa Armytagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17563340423239806775noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989581465435731065.post-6462954728426722332012-01-06T18:22:00.000-08:002012-01-06T18:24:56.167-08:00Interview & Review: Fictional CandyLiz from Fictional Candy has been good enough to review Bess, Nicholas & A Dog Called Bones. You can read her review <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bess-Nicholas-Called-Bones-ebook/dp/B005D9I76M/ref=cm_cr-mr-img" target="_blank">here.</a> Liz is also hosting a <a href="http://www.fictionalcandy.com/" target="_blank">giveaway and interview</a>, which was a heap of fun.Tessa Armytagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17563340423239806775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989581465435731065.post-66801013507769533212011-06-30T23:19:00.001-07:002011-11-14T21:41:58.917-08:00New Contemporary Romance from Tessa Armytage<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;"><strong>Bess, Nicholas & A Dog Called Bones</strong></span><br />
<span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Bess Saint Clair is about to lose everything and the only man who can save her is Nicholas Blake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It's just a pity she can't stand him.</span><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Nicholas is a record industry hotshot with a reputation for being a Big, Bad Wolf.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s okay by publicist Bess – she’s the sort of Little Red Riding Hood who eats wolves for breakfast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>From the moment Nicholas and Bess clap eyes on each other they share a common bond: they want to tear each other’s throats out.</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">When Nicholas discovers that the man he has hired for the job is a woman, he’d like nothing better than to boot her out of his office.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When Bess discovers he is one of those creatures of prehistoric legend – a male chauvinist – she’d like nothing better than to flip him the bird and turn on her heel. </span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">But he needs her talent and she needs his money. </span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Each is hell bent on teaching the other a lesson.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Both are about to learn a lesson they’ll never forget. The battle over who will wear the pants will be fiercest when neither is wearing any.</span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Funny, tender and deeply sensual, <i>Bess, Nicholas & A Dog Called Bones </i>is set in a picturesque valley vineyard and features a heroic, shameless sausage extortionist of a dog who is almost as human, and every bit as unforgettable, as Nicholas and Bess.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Now available on </span><a href="http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/75297"><span style="font-size: large;">Smashwords </span></a>,<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><a href="http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-bessnicholasadogcalledbones-577971-149.html"><span style="font-size: large;">All Romance Ebooks</span></a>,<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bess-Nicholas-Called-Bones-ebook/dp/B005D9I76M/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1311240511&sr=8-1"><span style="font-size: large;">Amazon</span></a><span style="font-size: large;"> and coming soon to the Apple iBook store, Barnes & Noble, Sony eReader, Kobo, Diesel eBook Store, Stanza, Aldiko & others.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Contact the author at <a href="mailto:tessaarmytage@hotmail.com">tessaarmytage@hotmail.com</a></span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>~ Excerpt ~</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><em>Bess, Nicholas & A Dog Called Bones</em></span></span></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The bedroom door slammed shut.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bess jumped and whirled around.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Nicholas leaned back against the door, his arms crossed and one knee bent, his foot upon the door.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"This rule of yours." </span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He had on the shirt she had touched in his wardrobe.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was open at the neck and he had nothing on beneath it and he was bright-eyed from rest and clean-shaven and fresh from the shower and <i>Good God, he was glorious.</i></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"What rule?" she breathed.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"The one about no making love with a man you're not in love with."</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He pushed himself away from the door.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Her legs wanted to run.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bess didn't know – <i>to</i> him or <i>past</i> him – only that they wanted to run somewhere.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Oh, that one."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The words were barely audible; her lungs were bellows.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Nicholas took a step toward her.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Does it apply to… kissing?"</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Her mouth went dry. He advanced another step. </span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"I… hadn't thought about it."</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">One more step. He towered over her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bess looked up into his face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"No?"</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Strictly speaking… kissing isn't lovemaking."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"It can be."</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"You think s–"</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">One kiss – one soft, warm, hungry-making kiss – and then he was gone, just beyond her reach, his tilted face hovering above hers, his lips parted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Somehow she had come to be balanced on her tiptoes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bess swayed toward him.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"I <i>know</i> so," he breathed, and his eyes closed as his lips found hers once, twice, thrice he caressed her mouth with a seeking gentleness that breathed sweet life into her mouth, and she tilted her chin and reached for him as his arms swept around her and gathered her into his embrace.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">His lips were tantalising, his kisses so soft, so meltingly, deliciously soft, they made her ache and they made her thirst and she tilted her chin higher and reached for more, and sweetly, tenderly, Nicholas answered her need, his fingertips drawing a feathered trail over her throat.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">One more – the softest of kisses, it was a billowing cloud against her lips – and then he withdrew almost imperceptibly; his lips, touched to hers, became still.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bess opened her eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amber eyes, flashing and dancing in the firelight watched her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her fingers curled into his shirt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Please, sir," she whispered, "May I have some more?" </span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He covered her mouth with an appetite that shocked her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Hungry as she was, her appetite was no match for his.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She gasped into his open, seeking mouth and, overwhelmed, she tried to turn her face away, even as her hands gathered his shirt into her clasping fingers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He arched her back and deepened his kiss, dipping her back to receive him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bess closed her eyes and took her medicine.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He pulled away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She held onto his shirt for support.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Nestling his cheek against hers, he nuzzled the words into her ear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"What say you, Miss Saint Clair?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Was that lovemaking or kissing?"</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Kissing–" </span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Seized by the hips she was borne up and around; Nicholas held her aloft, then, holding her eyes, he slowly slid her against his body until her dangling feet touched the floor.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He unclasped her fingers from his shirt and drew her arms around his neck, pressing her chest to his. Without a word, he studied her upturned face, his eyes alight with swirls of burnished copper.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He covered her mouth, kissing her deeply, then drew away.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Suddenly grasping her hips he parted her legs with his hips and thrust her back against the door.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Bess swallowed the cry that rushed to her lips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She had asked for more, she'd bitten off more than she could chew, and…</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><i><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Damned before she'd admit to it.</span></span></i></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She held Nicholas's eyes, her chest heaving against his.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">A half-smile toyed devilishly with his lips.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">His tilted head came down slowly, inch by inch by tormenting inch. His lips a whisper away from hers, he stopped.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"How about that, Miss Saint Clair?" he murmured, "Was that kissing or lovemaking?"</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Strictly speaking–"</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Swiftly he descended and how eagerly she rose to his mouth, but at the last moment his lips glanced off the side of her face and lit on her neck. He set to work with breathtaking purpose, his pulsing lips warmly provocative, a living electrical current on her throat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her legs were having trouble holding her up.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">His hands were under her cashmere sweater; his fingers were cool and long, their delicate stroking utterly sumptuous.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her head fell forward, she was drowning in sensation: his body was hard, his touch was soft, his lips were electrifying and she could stand no more; Bess took a ravenous taste of that damnable jaw before she placed her lips to his ear and whispered her plea to be kissed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He smiled against her neck.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Understanding flashed with blinding clarity – once before, she had deflected his kiss.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was punishing her.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She turned her head to make it easier for him.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Caressing her shoulders he pulled her away from the wall and bent her backwards; further parting her thighs to accommodate him, he pushed himself between them.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He took to her throat like a honeyeater awash in a wealth of nectar.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Bess gasped silently and shuddered beneath him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nicholas paused, his lips on her throat, his breathing ragged against her skin.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He seemed to be having trouble speaking.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"Kissing…" he drew a breath, "…or lovemaking, Be–"</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Just… kissing."</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">His head flew up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His eyes were lightning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"<i>Just–</i>"<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Bess shrieked as Nicholas hefted her from her feet and swung her against him, her legs astride his waist.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">His forearms brandishing steel against her back, Nicholas carried her to the bed.</span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The eiderdown rustled loudly as he threw it back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The bed rocked wildly as she was tossed onto it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: 17pt;"><span lang="EN-AU"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Nicholas knelt above her.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><br />
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