It was a deep pine green, a frock coat like something out of the 1700s, but it was new, designed to gape open to expose the pale gleam of his chest and stomach. If they thought it was just cops, they might rely on speed and strength. If it had been anyone on my list of people that I trusted implicitly, it wouldn't have happened. The check was for a hundred and thirty thousand dollars, payable to cash.
You know it's rare for a woman to be able to do that. I blinked at him, not sure what to say, but I leaned back enough so that I wasn't pressing a gun into his chest. Nathaniel was kneeling beside us. Until he hit the end of me, and had nowhere to go but to draw himself back out of me, slowly, so slowly.
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