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			Diane leaned forward, her lips brushing his ear. "All I want is to travel, see the world," she said. "I want the freedom to read what I wish and not be restricted to silly poems." Taking a chance, she kissed him softly underneath his ear before sitting back. "I can be whoever you want me to be in public. As your wife, I can be as meek as you desire, as long as I can see the world."<br/>
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She smiled, running a finger down her neck and the little exposed flesh at her throat. "My requests aren't so demanding. As your wife, I would gather that I'd be traveling with you anyway. I just ask that I'm not locked in my room all the time."
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</blockquote><br/>The Lord's skin was warm under Diane's lips, his blood pumping heavily, her kiss able to feel his pulse beneath the skin. He was leaning forward, his eyes drawn to her delicate finger at her neck. He reached out across the table, the back of his right hand reaching up towards her face, his fingers brushing her from cheekbone to chin. His hand lowered back to his edge of the table, forearm up upon it, his hand still pointed her way, index and middle finger rubbing against his thumb in a slow circle.<br/><br/>"You can have all of that, and more," he whispered towards her. He pushed his book out towards her side of the table, the worn leather bound volume. "A token of my word," he promised, as the cracked, heavily marked book stopped near her place.