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“Don’t tell me the story,” he interrupted, his focus causing pops of heat to erupt all over Marjorie’s body. “I want to know what you think.”

Oh, dear God. She was going to fall in love with this man, no matter how desperately she tried not to.

Wasn’t he supposed to be violently in love with her? Had he not spouted utter nonsense to gain her attention? Had he not been eager for her company only the last time they had seen each other?
And now—what, he could just walk away as though her presence were nothing more than—