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1 " As she hung in the seat, Bart stepped back and raked her with a molten gaze. “I imagine you,” he said, “with your collar undone. With your habit shirt unbuttoned and your hair unpinned.” She swallowed. “That is a lot of undoing. "
― Theresa Romain , The Sport of Baronets (Romance of the Turf, #0.5)
