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His slow scrutiny of her from head to toe and back again was exactly what Nicola remembered from their first meeting. He pushed himself away from the open doorway, unbuttoning his velvet jerkin. “Try me,” Fergus said quietly, describing circles with his rapier point.

Her reply was to put her sword at arm’s length and to touch the point of his with hers, locking her deep brown stare with his hard gray one, but knowing in her vitals that this would be no pushover.

The end came well before she could score a hit. She could see the fearlessness in his eyes, which, as a child, she had both admired and found intimidating.

“Well,” he said, watching the torrent of dark brown hair fall across her face, “some things have changed for the better, but not the temper, it seems. You’ll have to deal with that, my lady, if you want to play men’s games.”