“Oh? And why did you refuse all three men who asked you to dance?” Vin paused. The man smiled, then turned back to his book. “There were four,” Vin said with a huff. “And I refused them because I don’t know how to dance very well.” The man lowered his book slightly, eyeing her. “You know, you’re a lot less timid than you look.” “Timid?” Vin asked. “I’m not the one staring at his book when there’s a young lady standing by him, never having properly introduced himself.” The man raised a speculative eyebrow. “Now, see, you sound like my father. Far better looking, but just as grumpy.” Vin glared
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