Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think about him, and fail to get away from him? “It isn’t all of me. “No,” she answered. Her skin prickled. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. ” Two young men on their way down the room came suddenly to a standstill before Anna. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued.
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