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Chapter 11
Laughing,hereachedoutandtuggeditoffher,threwitonthefloor.
"It’shotenough,love!Wewon’tneedasheet."
Shecouldhearhimwalkingabout,seehisfaintshadowsheddingitsclothes."Iputyourpajamasonthedressingtable,"shewhispered.
"Pajamas?Inweatherlikethis?IknowinGillythey’dhaveastrokeatthethoughtofamannotwearingpajamas,butthisisDungloe!Areyoureallywearinganightie?"
"Yes."
"Thentakeitoff.Thebloodythingwillonlybeanuisanceanyway."
Fumbling,MeggiemanagedtowriggleoutofthelawnnightgownMrs.Smithhadembroideredsolovinglyforherweddingnight,thankfulthatitwastoodarkforhimtoseeher.Hewasright;itwasmuchcoolerlyingbareandlettingthebreezefromthewideopentransomsplayoverherthinly.Butthethoughtofanotherhotbodyinthebedwithherwasdepressing.
Thespringscreaked;Meggiefeltdampskintouchherarmandjumped.Heturnedonhisside,pulledherintohisarmsandkissedher.Atfirstshelaypassively,tryingnottothinkofthatwide-openmouthanditsprobing,indecenttongue,butthenshebegantostruggletobefree,notwantingtobecloseintheheat,notwantingtobekissed,notwantingLuke.Itwasn’tabitlikethatnightintheRollscomingbackfromRudnaHunish.Shecouldn’tseemtofeelanythinginhimwhichthoughtofher,andsomepartofhimwaspushinginsistentlyatherthighswhileonehand,itsnailssquarelysharp,dugintoherbuttocks.
