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Jed
Curtis gasped and Thomkins looked as if he was about to have apoplexy.
“They’ve talked you into marriage so they can get their hands on your money,” Thomkins said, eyeing me, then Knox with something akin to hatred. It didn’t bother me at all; I didn’t know of anyone whom he actually liked. “A woman like you marrying them?”
I wasn’t sure if he was scoffing Eve, or us.
Eve walked over to me, went up on her tiptoes, wrapped her hand about my neck and tugged. I could have resisted her actions, for I was far stronger, but I was too surprised to do anything but lean down. Then I was too pleased when she kissed me. It was a chaste peck, but her lips were soft and urgent, her hand on my neck soft, yet insistent. She tasted of coffee and I could smell a hint of whiskey. The liquor had w
