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... ficult for him to breathe. Her face was pressed tightly against Lyle’s abdomen, the snow-white dress revealing a smooth, luminous back. Feeling the softness pressing against him and the alcohol-fueled breath upon his face, Lyle looked at her cheeks.
"Beatrice?"
Her face was flushed with the redness of intoxication, and her expression seemed on the verge of tears, yet not a single one fell.
"Brother-in-law!" Beatrice first looked up at Lyle’s bird-beak mask, then buried he ...
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