page7 (1/2)

Harry went over to the maple buffet on the side of the office, picked up the silver coffeepot that had belonged to Leo’s ently, he ca that had been in the Worthington fa? You look…”

He didn’t finish that sentence, probably because there was no suitable adjective to describe his appearance without possibly offending hi he shouldn’t be so darown soht”

Harry raised a brown brow “Yes To Lady Donagon’s ball”

“Yeah, but I didn’t end the night at the ball” Leo rubbed his forehead and avoided the other man’s stare “I went to the Ballroom”

The other man, a stickler for tradition, crossed his arms “What did your father tell you the last ti the commoners without proper protection?”

It didn’t o dancing, he would But nevertheless he waved a hand and said, “I broughtThey blended in as security for the club” Leo lifted a shoulder “Theyto tell me no”

“Soe of”

Leo tapped his fingers on his desk “Benefit of the job”

“No one recognized you?”

“No” Clearly not Alicia “I wore a disguise”

“Which one was it this time?”

“I put in that powder that gives me dark hair, and brown contacts” Leopold touched his dark blond hair “It was tough to get out in time for these photos”

“And it worked?”

“Everyone was too busy dancing and, well, you knohat people do there, to care who I was It’s why I like that place The anonyh, to be fair, I spent nized me anyway”

That brow cocked upward again “Oh?”