Brian retorted, “Not at all. You’re my queen.

I should be bowing before you, kissing your hand.”

“Then do it. Kneel,” Rosalynn taunted him.

Brian arched an eyebrow.

“Is that truly what you desire?”

Rosalynn tilted her head defiantly.

“I doubt you’d dare.”

“Well, you’re

shot back, “I’m still

upon her gentle features, and his gloom lifted without

had at last engaged him in conversation,

exchange unexpectedly brought a tear

How vulnerable he felt!

wife’s presence, he had no need for pretense

stare at Rosalynn’s retreating

shot him a brief look and murmured, “Rosa’s

“She did seem quite adept

tracks, Lyndon asked, “Kyson, you don’t seem

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