“Am I boring you?” She glanced up at Mulligan’s question. “Of course not.” What had he been talking about? Right, the art he’d seen on a recent trip to Paris. “I haven’t been to Paris since I was a girl.” He cocked a brow, his handsome face turning curious. “I thought all good heiresses went to Paris each year for their wardrobes.” “I’m not that sort of heiress.” “What kind of heiress are you, then?” “The rebellious kind, I suppose.” “I am noticing that. Here I’ve been trying to impress you and clearly missing the mark.” “Why would you be trying to impress me?” “Because I am vain. Not only am
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