The bourbon swirled in his glass, reflecting the warm light cast off from the fire. He looked up to find her watching him from the settee,
with a sweet, cunning smile pulling at her lips.
“Thinking about her again?” she teased when the silence became too much.
She was right, of course, but he’d hardly give her the satisfaction of knowing it. These
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