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to find out whether I was what you expected.”
Lenora held the glass suspended a second too long.
“And am I?”
“No,” he said. “I expected you to be easier.”
Something hot moved through her.
Offense.
And something more dangerous.
“You don’t know me.”
“I know enough to see effort when it’s aimed at distance.”
Lenora swallowed the whiskey too fast.
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