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Mia
Caldwell
wasted
no
time
securing
Knoll

s
arm
for
a
walk
,
and
he
threw
a
helpless
backward
glance
at
Camille
.
She
smiled
at
him
as
if
in
perfect
peace
with
the
arrangement
,
but
her
fists
balled
up
on
the
blanket
.


Are
you
feeling
well
,
Camille
?”
Mortimer

s
eyes
danced
with
mischief
.


Yes
,
quite
well
.”


Why
don

t
we
take
a
walk
down
by
the
lake
since
Knoll
is
engaged
in
conversation with that tramp
?”
His
voice
was
less
question
than
command
. Gratification washed over Camille at his hateful tone toward Mia Caldwell.


Let

s
.”
Camille
put
her
hand
out
,
and
he
helped
her
up
.
They
walked
down
to
the
shoreline
,
her
arm
lightly
in
his
.
She
knew
they
had
a
look
of
utmost
propriety
,
and
the
thought
made
her
giggle in spite of her unsettled feelings.


What
is
it
,
my
minx
?”
Mortimer
stopped
,
turning
toward
her
.


The
thought
of
us
here
together
like
this
and
most
not
knowing
...”


Ah
,
yes
.
But
I
do
have
the
impression
Miss
Caldwell
knows
. I don't like her, and I don't plan to welcome her into our arrangement without a fight. Do you, Camille?” Mortimer gazed into her eyes, and she glanced away, not wanting him to read her insecurity.


I
think
you

re
correct about her knowing, and no, I don't like her. Why would I? She has bewitched Knoll.
We
Tremonts
must
be
the
gossip
of
London
drawing
rooms
and
beyond
for
her
to
have
found
out
so
quickly
. ”


Don

t
worry
,
Camille
.
She
hasn

t
anything
on
you
.
You

re
a
rose
in
full
bloom
,
and
she

s
but
a
tightly
closed
bud. I'll see to Knoll and his ridiculous fancies
.” His jaw clenched.

Camille
rolled
her
eyes
at
the
metaphor, ignoring his blustering about his brother
. “
I

m
certainly
in
full
bloom
.”


That
you
are,
and
so
luscious
.
Let

s
go
toward
the
woods
.”


Mortimer
,”
she
whispered
,
laughter
in
her
voice
.

They
walked
at
a
sedate
pace
,
but
her
breath
came
fast
at
the
thought
of
what
he
was
planning
.

Mia
and
Knoll
had
walked
the
other
way
,
and
she
wondered
what
they
were
doing
.


Here
we
are
,
safely
covered
.”
He
pushed
her
against
a
tree
and
hiked
her
skirts
up
roughly
.


Mortimer
...
what
if
?”


No
one
is
coming
.
Let
me
take
my
pleasure
now
,
and
I

m
going
to
take
it
again
later
.
I
woke
up
hard
,
thinking
about
you
.
Our
homecoming
didn

t
sate
me
.”

Camille
moaned
softly
at
his
words
,
feeling
her
inner
thighs
slipping
together
.

He
pulled
his
hard
cock
out
of
his
breeches
,
not
bothering
to
take
them
down
all
the
way
.
Mortimer
lifted
her
slightly
,
impaling
her
on
his
rigid
member
.

She
gasped
,
and
he
put
a
hand
over
her
mouth
. “
Shh
.
We
don

t
want
the
neighbors
to
hear
.”

Camille
giggled
at
that
until
he
rammed
into
her
,
eliciting
a
whimper
from
her
.
The
idea
of
being
caught
aroused
her
,
and
she
put
her
hands
around
his
hips
,
urging
him
on
.

His
shirt
and
skin
against
her
button
sent
tingles
through
her
,
and
she
hovered
on
the
edge
of
climax
.


I

m
going
to
come
inside
your
sweet
cunt
.
You

re
such
a
whore
,
Camille
,
and
I
love
it
.”
His
voice
was
rough
,
and
she
closed
her
eyes
with
lust
.


Ummm
.
I
love
your
cock
,
Mortimer
.”


I
know
you
do
.
You

re
always
amenable
to
taking
it
.”

He
stiffened
and
spilled
into
her
with
a
low
grunt
.
A
moment
later
,
pleasure
pulsed
through
her
,
leaving
her
cunt
clenching
repeatedly
afterward
.

Mortimer
put
his
cock
back
in
his
breeches
and
helped
her
straighten
herself
up
.
He
kissed
her
nose
,
and
they
got
back
into
their
roles
of
brother
and
sister
.
They
walked
back
to
the
picnicking
party
with
big
grins
on
their
faces
.
Camille
noticed
right
away
that
Knoll
was
still
not
back
. “
I
guess
that
walk
is
taking
a
while
,”
she
muttered
under
her
breath
as
Titus
settled
back
down
beside
her
on
the
blanket
.
He
fed
her
a
grape
,
and
she
realized
she
was
ravenous
again
.


Hey
now
.
What
is
it
?
You
don

t
really
think
...”
Titus

s
words
trailed
off
,
and
Camille
raised
her
eyebrows
.


Why
not
?
She

s
gorgeous
,
and
I
look
like
a
stuck
pig
.”

Titus
sucked
in
his
breath
. “
Knoll
would
never
do
that
.
He
gave
you
his
word
,
and
he
gave
us
his
word
as
well
.
And
you
do
not
look
like
a
stuck
pig
.
I
don

t
ever
want
to
hear
you
say
that
again
.”
He
gave
her
a
stern
look
,
his
brown
eyes
flashing
.

She
laughed
. “
I
won

t
.
And
soon
I
won

t
look
like
this
anyway
.”


Ah
,
there
he
is
,”
Mortimer
said
,
over
her
shoulder
.

Knoll
gazed
into
Mia
Caldwell

s
eyes
,
and
the
flush
on
his
face
could
not
be
mistaken
.


I

ll
be
damned
,”
Mortimer
whispered
,
swearing
under
his
breath
.


She

s
really
working
to
wrap
him
around
her
finger
,
isn

t
she
?”
Titus
said
,
his
voice
quiet
.


Looks
like
she

s
succeeding
,”
Camille
stated
. “
And
I

m
ready
to
leave
.
Let

s
go
.”

She
stood
up
,
leaving
the
Tremont
brothers
staring
at
each
other
.

Chapter
6

Camille
said
her
good
-
byes
,
a
smile
plastered
on
her
face
.
She
didn

t
look
back
to
see
if
Knoll
was
joining
their
group
or
not
.


Let

s
go
.”
Her
voice
trembled
as
she
turned
away
from
the
crowd
of
picnickers
.
They
walked
up
the
hill
,
both
brothers
working
to
keep
pace
with
Camille
.
She
huffed
and
puffed
,
but
she
wanted
to
get
away
from
the
scene
she
had
left
behind
.

After
Knoll

s
words
and
promises
the
night
before
,
her
heart
felt
broken
.

Who
are
you
to
expect
to
keep
three
men
at
your
beck
and
call
?
A
voice
in
her
head
mocked
her
.
After
all
,
you
had
to
know
Knoll
would
want
to
marry
eventually
,
and
so
will
Mortimer
.
This
arrangement
,
however
lovely
,
cannot
last
forever
.
It

s
doomed
to
conventionality
as
all
such
relationships
since
the
beginning
of
time
have
been
.
There
is
a
reason
no
one
hears
of
a
marriage
triangle
or
similar
foolishness
.

She
took
a
deep
breath
as
Titus
grabbed
her
arm
. “
Camille
,
slow
down
right
now
.
This
isn

t
good
for
the
baby
.”

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