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When the Devil Drives

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'Isn't that what all men want?'He shrugged. 'I'm unable to speak for <strong>the</strong> world at large. For myself, Ihave no immediate plans to make you pregnant, if that's what youwant to know.'Joanna was aware of a ridiculous urge to blush. 'I'm pleased to hear it.'She made her voice as offhand as possible. 'For <strong>the</strong> record, what areyour immediate plans?'He looked meditatively down at <strong>the</strong> water. 'I thought we might havedinner toge<strong>the</strong>r this evening.' He paused. 'Followed, of course, bybreakfast tomorrow morning.'It was no more than she'd expected, and exactly what she'd feared.Dry-throated, she said, 'You—don't waste any time, do you?''I've wasted far too much already.' He looked her over, brows raised.'Don't look so stricken, Mrs Bentham. You've been married, andsurvived. You know what happens.'She made herself stare back at him. 'Is that a proposal, MrBlackstone?'He grinned. 'Not at all. I'm not <strong>the</strong> marrying kind.''And how long is this—informal arrangement destined to last?' sheasked with icy scorn.'Until I decide to call a halt.' His eyes lingered on <strong>the</strong> thrust of herbreasts under her thin dress, as intimately as a caress. 'Don't hope forany miracles.''I hope for nothing from you.'

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