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Such want and such anger leavecrushed and defenceless as he steps closer

I raiseforward, either” Not here Not now “You son of a—”

“Son of a duchess, yes,” he says, catching my fist “But she was also a bitch In her defence, I believe that ca rowls, yanking me closer, “because you deserve better than she had”

And then he kissesht; I feel it in the pit oflike silt from the bottom of a lake

“No” Witha few faltering steps before pivoting back again “Start talking,” I demand

“I’ sorry at all

“Tellhere?” Tell me this isn’t how it looks

“You’ve already said you’re working” His eyes flick over rily “In my oay, so am I”

“That seems very convenient, doesn’t it? I’m here You’re here Hey, let’s have sex! Step in at any time,” I demand

“I’ sensible before I join the conversation”

“Tell e this job for me?”

“I don’t think I like your assurily “And I definitely don’t like your tone”

“Well, I don’t like being ht now”

“There was no ency I had no idea you were employed here”

“So you’re saying, you’re pro me, you didn’t personally plan to park me up here in the wilds of Scotland”

At this, so that looks a little like guilt

“I didn’t know you’d be on one of my estates,” he answers “I didn’t plan it like this”