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Оглавление‘Well,’ he breathed. ‘You do honour your bets.’
Though he no longer touched her, it was as if the kiss hadn’t ended. He was still so close. Ai Li stumbled as she tried to step away and he caught her, a knowing smile playing over his mouth. Her balance was impeccable. She never lost her footing like that. His grip tightened briefly before he let her go. Even that tiny, innocent touch filled her with renewed longing.
In a daze, she bent to pick up her fallen swords.
‘Now that our bargain is settled,’ she began hoarsely, ‘we should be going. You said the next town was hours from here?’
He collected his sword while a slow grin spread over his face, and her cheeks burned hot as she forced her gaze on the road ahead.
She had to get home and warn her father. Ai Li had thought of nothing else since her escape—until this blue-eyed barbarian had appeared. It was fortunate they were parting when they reached town.
When he wasn’t looking she pressed her fingers over her lips, which were still swollen from that first kiss. She was outmatched. Much more outmatched than when they had crossed swords.
