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Five Sentence Friday Smut - 2/21/2014

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“Mia, you know I’m proud of you, and I loved your book. But I can’t take this name seriously.”

Mia looked down at Michael from her precarious perch on the corner of her desk, where the plan was to feign a swooning fall right into Michael’s – Hugh Fitzstephens’ – arms so that he could carry her off to bed and ravage her. If he would just hurry up about it; she wished he would, not even just for the ravaging, but because the crown jewels were both heavy and itchy and probably she wasn’t supposed to be wearing them for this. “Just… call… me… Finnula… already!”