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The tight set to her mouth softened a fraction ‘Yeah, well, I sent it back to her after I got paid for my story’

James looked at her in a combination of frustration and adht hard She used whatever weapons she had at her disposal Wit Char as a vixen and as cute as a kitten, whichever suited her needs best

But underneath all that he could see soet too close Someone who didn’t trust others not to exploit her or harm her Someone who felt more than she cared to show

‘You said your mother died What about your father?’

‘I haven’t seen hiht’

‘His choice or yours?’

She gave him another cynical look ‘Her Majesty’s choice’

‘He’s in prison?’

‘Yep’

‘For?’

‘For being a jerk’