They smiled, reading each other’s thoughts. An exquisite shudder, like the touch of a cool hand, ran through her. Her legs felt weak beneath her. She lowered her eyes, conscious of desire… guilty for the first time.
‘East Wind’, Daphne Du Maurier, 1980. 

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