He stepped closer and all the air whooshed out of my lungs. Heat curled beneath my skin as his expression turned humorless. “What?” I asked. He shook his head, slowly. His eyes touched places that made me burn. “Nothing, just admiring the sight of you in my clothes.” My mouth dried to a crisp. “Your clothes?” “Well, Lillian took them in.” He cocked his head to the side, something uncivilized roiling in his gaze. “In a lot of places, apparently.” I was suddenly aware of how loosely the trousers fit. Pink flushed me head to toe. “There seems to be no skill Lillian doesn’t possess.” His lips
  
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