“Charles Fitzgerald, I’d like to present my husband, Mick St. John. Mick, Charles is a very old friend, visiting from New York for a few weeks.” Coraline retrieved her hand gracefully, just before Mick reached over and snatched it away from Kostan’s lips.
“Mr. Fitzgerald,” greeted Mick, politely, but without friendliness. He held out his hand
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