“You saw me but didn’t say hello? I’m wounded, Miss Antonius.” Synton’s voice was like a deep rumble of thunder in her ear as he finally dropped his hands but didn’t step back. “Perhaps I was getting the lay of the land. A lady must know where it’s safe to step,” she quipped. “Yet you’re stepping all over my ego.” “Forgive me, my lord. I had no idea you’d be so easily damaged.”
