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Lance smiles with satisfaction and releases her ear. Hearing that there’s nothing between her and Charles has instantly improved his mood. He strokes her earlobe with his fingers, satisfied that he’s found a new and effective way of making her tell the truth. It turns out her ears are incredibly sensitive, and he feels as if he’s just discovered a valuable secret. As he kneads her earlobe, he watches her face flush a gorgeous color. She probably has no idea how enticing she looks. Her tempting rosy complexion makes him almost erect, and his lips feel dry. He regrets that he spent the last three and a half years thinking of her as a reproductive tool forced on him by his grandfather. He was so rebellious that he refused to touch or even look at her. Throughout that time she was