Ian, there is a woman in my bed, he said in Gaelic, trying to match his nephew’s calm tone. There are two of them, Uncle Jamie. Ian sounded amused, damn him! The other will be down by your feet. Waiting her turn. That unnerved him, and he nearly lost his grip on the captive hand. Two of them! What do they think I am? The girl giggled again, leaned over, and bit him lightly on the chest. Christ! - A Breath of Snow and Ashes, Diana Gabaldon
Posted on: Mon, 22 Dec 2014 16:11:37 +0000
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