He lifted a hand and dragged the backs of his knuckles gently across her cheek. Her knees trembled, her body caught under his spell. Had she melted into a puddle on the sidewalk yet? “You have a good heart, and I admire you for it,” he said. “But you’ve been swindled, chérie, and I mean to make it right.”
Gotta be honest he's REALLY doing it for me
