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Chapter Eleven
'Where d'ya think you're going missy.' His voice was deep and gravelly, his hand grasped my forearm firmly, stopping me en-route to the staircase. 'I have a date.' 'And we had a deal.' His voice was insistent, low, irate. 'Two courses. You had your two courses. Terribly sorry they didn't meet your expectations, Callaghan.' I hoped my voice dripped with oodles of sarcasm. I knew my eyes did as I looked back at him and tugged my poor arm free. But I couldn't ignore the sizzling heat of him, nor the way I wanted to throw myself at him, anger roaring in my ears. 'Come back inside if you know what's good for you, kid.' He was fierce, I half expected a lizard’s tongue to come shooting from his lips. His eyes were hooded, shrouded by heavy brows. Then he licked his lips again, not with an
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