I’d return looking like the worst sort of seducer and cad. And justly so. Having absconded with, then callously discarded, an innocent young lady?” “Why couldn’t I be the one to discard you?” A little chuckle escaped him. “But who would ever believe—” He cut off his reply. A moment too late. “Who would ever believe that,” she finished for him. “Who indeed.” Cursing, he set aside the wineglass. “Come now. Don’t take offense.” Ten minutes ago, she would have expected him to laugh. She would have been prepared for his derision, and she wouldn’t have allowed him to see how it hurt. But things had
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