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It was as if she had suddenly regressed to being a very young teenager again, hormones racing all out of control.

He was barring her way. “Are we going to call a truce, Charlotte?”

“A truce?” She looked up at him uncertainly.

“Well, we can’t go on like this, can we?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“I think you do. I’m sorry about what’s happened.”

She wondered which particular thing he was sorry about—notching her up on his bedpost or accusing her stepmother of fraud?