The Corsican Gambit
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by Sandra Marton
She put her hand in his and his fingers clasped hers tightly.
"And will you marry me, cara, and love me forever?"
"Forever," Francesca said, and Max gathered her into his arms and kissed her and kissed her until the world spun around them, and all at once she could smell the wildflowers of Sarcene in the air.