“How kind of you to join us. And Mr. Carstairs as well. And your companion must be—” “Miss Gray,” Tessa said before he could finish. “Miss Theresa Gray of New York.” A little murmur ran around the room, like the sound of a wave receding. She felt Will, next to her, tense,
Will be like: “Damn and I thought I couldn’t fall any harder for Tessa.”
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