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Her hands, against her will, crept up over the powerful shoulders, her fingers entwining in the sleek thick hair. As they drove along in the car Rupert had hired, not a breath of wind stirred the palm trees as they flashed past. “Isn’t this your best moment ever?” she whispered to Jake. He had such a hangover at Fontainebleau, he forgot to check if Tracey had screwed in Kitchener’s studs.

Jake must have gone clear. ”Kevin looked at her thoughtfully. “Lovely properties,” remarked Kev as they drove along, ‘lovely old Cotswold places. “You’re not going to.