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The rain came down so hard that they were drenched instantly. Leander pulled Sophie into the alcove of a nearby cellar entrance just as the mild spring air turned into an icy shower. The daughter of Good-House blinked briefly, but there was no way she could protest as they sank to the floor and pressed against the wall for shelter. Shivering, she accepted the cloak that was wrapped around her form and the arm that pulled her into the crook of the man's astonishingly warm body.
If the mother could see her! Sophie smiled triumphantly, secretly grateful for the storm.