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Chapter 18

One of his hands darts out and I tense, tightening my grip on the sterling silver fork that came with my lunch – but he doesn’t go for my throat, just a flimsy napkin flying away.

“Someone’s jumpy.” He arches an eyebrow at me, the movement as effortlessly graceful as the rest of him. I have the fle...

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