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– We have guests, rector, – the man said calmly, but with some kind of hidden mirth, after which he moved his fingers.

A second – and the space in front of me dissolved, and I fell out of the picture. They didn’t let me fall, strong hands picked me up and pressed me against an equally strong body. I swallowed, clutching at my broad shoulders, feeling the cool skin of my dark green jacket against my palms. Laorte, hanging on his chest, warmed up so inopportunely, contrasting with the sensations on the palms.

Mr. Dan smiled. Slight, but promising.

– The ability to be in unexpected places without permission is your habit, Mrs. Wilt?

While pondering the answer to a strange question, I suddenly remembered that I was in one shirt, and she just pulled up, opening her ankles. This thinnest protection of coarse fabric seemed insignificant. She tried to cover her chest, but in return she received only a mocking look from her dark eyes.

How did he even know my last name?

– Wilt? the rector was surprised, finally recognizing me. – Alicia Wilt?