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I
flush
,
and
my
heart
rate
inexplicably
increases
.
That
wasn
’
t
the
reason
,
surely
.
He
just
wanted
to
show
me
around
so
I
could
see
that
he
was
lord
of
all
he
surveyed
.
I
realize
I
’
m
biting
my
lip
,
and
I
hope
Kate
doesn
’
t
notice
.
But
she
seems
absorbed
in
her
transcription
.
“
I
hear
what
you
mean
about
formal
.
Did
you
take
any
notes
?
”
she
asks
.
“
Um
…
no
,
I
didn
’
t
.
”
“
That
’
s
fine
.
I
can
still
make
a
fine
article
with
this
.
Shame
we
don
’
t
have
some
original
stills
.
Good
-
looking
son
of
a
bitch
,
isn
’
t
he
?
”
“
I
suppose
so
.
”
I
try
hard
to
sound
disinterested
,
and
I
think
I
succeed
.
“
Oh
,
come
on
,
Ana
—
even
you
can
’
t
be
immune
to
his
looks
.
”
She
arches
a
perfect
eyebrow
at
me
.
Crap
!
I
feel
my
cheeks
heating
so
I
distract
her
with
flattery
,
always
a
good
ploy
.
“
You
probably
would
have
got
a
lot
more
out
of
him
.
”
“
I
doubt
that
,
Ana
.
Come
on
—
he
practically
offered
you
a
job
.
Given
that
I
foisted
this
on
you
at
the
last
minute
,
you
did
very
well
.
”
She
glances
up
at
me
speculatively
.
I
make
a
hasty
retreat
into
the
kitchen
.
“
So
what
did
you
really
think
of
him
?
”
Damn
,
she
’
s
inquisitive
.
Why
can
’
t
she
just
let
this
go
?
Think
of
something
—
quick
.
