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‘Damn,’ she muttered softly ‘It is broken’

Aidan rolled his eyes Not his proble’

She stared at him open-mouthed as if she couldn’t believe him and that made two of them because he couldn’t quite believe her, either

‘And next tiht re her foot gingerly inside her sandals that hugged her slender calves all the way up to her knees ‘These are rouched at him ‘I’ve had them for years’

He cast the Now excuse me, I need to be somewhere’

She shook her head as if he cousted her and hobbled over to a nearby seat, the words rude and irresponsible and typicalin his ears

Aidan’s back straightened If there was one thing he was, it was responsible, and there was no way this po to pin the blame for her broken shoe on him

‘What did you just say?’ His voice was low, the softness of it underlying a lethal menace she would do well to heed in his current frame of mind

He had important business to take care of at the Chatsfield Casino and every minute he spent with her was a oal

Her lower lip trembled as he towered over her and he planted his hands on his hips ‘And here comes the orks,’ he scorned

She stared at hi where he had seen her face before Then he discarded the thought He didn’t know her and he didn’t want to know her

‘You are really not a nice man, are you?’

He shook his head as if to say lame, very lame and reached into his pocket to withdraw his wallet ‘Here’s a fifty’ He held the money out to her ‘That should cover it’

She looked at his offering as if he’d just pulled it off the bottom of his shoe ‘Hardly’ She lifted her chin and her hair fell back from her face She was really quite exquisite with her chin jutting out like that Her lips a strawberry pink, her cheekbones high and her eyes heavily lashed With mascara, no doubt

‘These shoes are worth a thousand pounds’