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uld see through everything. She didn't want to relive her humiliation in front of him. The suppressed shame and heartache she felt, she wasn't willing to share with him.He chuckled, watching her purse...ared like those of a reckless seventeen or eighteen-year-old when she was near!He could no longer control himself, as if he hadn't had a woman in ages, as if he had been waiting for this moment, endur...