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I, Roe Pierce, have a soft spot for Thane Carthwright. There. I said it. Admitted it. Well, at least in my own mind. He got me with his apology. Tugged me with talk of his mother because I could see the pain etched into his features, the distance and vulnerability in his beautiful blue eyes. He could fake a lot of things, but that raw emotion he didn’t think was showing was on full display. Thane had a heart, but much like mine, he kept it guarded, hiding behind layers of arrogance. Changing my attitude toward him took a few days, but it didn’t change our jabs at each other, only my standoffish attitude. In truth, I knew I was being unfair. After the first few days he’d been mostly nice, except the few times I irritated him on purpose. And really, how else did I expect him to react whe