It was Stephen making the noise. It was not his sort of gathering. As you like, ma petite, but come closer, so I may know you better. We know that Van Anders is our guy, but we don't know for sure that he's our only guy.
He was like me, a lot more than met the eye. I moved through the hot, thigh-deep water, my jeans clinging to me like a second skin, my jogging shoes sliding through the thickness of the water. Belle turned eyes that glittered with brown fire to me. The look I gave her around Jean-Claude's shoulder was not a friendly one.
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