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... ed, almost serene, as though nothing in the world could disturb her calm.
Yet the moment Lance leaned toward her, to kiss her in greeting like he usually did, she shifted ever so slightly to the side.
Her fingers grazed the hem of her gown, tugging at the folds as if fussing over something but the way he stiffened, it was enough for him to know that she had done this knowingly. No one else might guess it. But he would know it was a deliberate refusal.
And when Lance’s gaz ...
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