I meant, Jenny said, her eyes filled with ire, plunking her hands on her slim hips, if I were your daughter, and your sworn enemy kidnapped me, how would you want me to behave?
Judith McNaught
I meant, Jenny said, her eyes filled with ire, plunking her hands on her slim hips, if I were your daughter, and your sworn enemy kidnapped me, how would you want me to behave?