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A faint glimmer of amusement appeared in Jack’s eyes. She was calling his bluff, was she? After tossing that coffeepot, she had a right to expect that he might want to throttle her. And then she’d slapped him—slapped the master of the house. So foolhardy. He could snap her in two if he chose; she would surely know that. She wasn’t to know he’d never hurt a woman in his life. But did she shrink back in fear? No, on she came, chin held defiantly high. His amusement deepened. Such a little creature, but with so much spirit.