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Page 25 of A Wager With A Rake (Wicked Widows #32)

Two years later

Court watched from across their bedchamber as Theodosia adjusted the emerald necklace at her throat, the same shade as the gown that hugged her curves in all the ways that made his cock stir with anticipation. Three years of marriage and two children later… and the woman still rendered him speechless with her beauty.

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