“Well, take what you wanted. Have a good, long look. And then get out.” Once he’d finished his display, Emma locked her gaze on his, careful not to let it stray. “I didn’t come here to spy on you. I swear it. Though I won’t deny that once I was here, I couldn’t help but stare.” “Of course you stared. Who wouldn’t? There are freak shows in the Tower of London that you’d have to pay a sixpence to see, and they aren’t nearly this grotesque.” “Don’t say that,” she pleaded. “Do you really have such a low opinion of me?” “I have an understanding of human nature.” He thumped a fist to his chest. “I
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