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Saying I Do To The Scoundrel
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He dragged in air through his nostrils. The woman, no sturdier than a stair rail, slept with a knife for her protection. She solicited a governess and a stranger to get her away from the house she lived in. She was either spoiled beyond repair—or afraid.
She righted herself on the bed, and stepped on to the rug beside him, the skirt of her nightrail tumbling to her calves. In one second, he was in a different world, thinking of things he couldn’t blame himself for.
She put her hand on his. Fingers over his knuckles clasping the weapon. Warmth on the outside of his hand, the coldness on the inside.
‘That is my knife,’ she said, ‘and I would like it back. I cannot trust you to follow simple directions and I may need it.’
He flipped the knife into the wall across the room. The blade vibrated and so did his body.
Chapter Seven (#u55217e6c-c35f-540e-9d60-aac153df2186)
Katherine moved closer and Brandt took a step back. ‘Don’t toss the weapon away. It’s all I have to protect myself.’
‘Not any more.’
‘I cannot tolerate you in any way, yet you don’t make me wish to cast up my accounts as Fillmore does.’ Her words were quiet, but forceful. ‘Do you understand how despicable that makes him?’
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