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Оглавление“Your carriage awaits, my lady,” Max Fleming said, with a bow. “Cinderella shall go to the ball.”
“Oh, right,” Jilly said. “And who are you supposed to be? Prince Charming?”
“Isn’t that supposed to be Rich Blake’s role?” he replied, offering her his arm.
She pulled a face. “Richie? He wouldn’t know how. But if you’re not Prince Charming, who are you?”
He tutted. “You don’t recognize me without my wand?”
She laughed. “You’re my fairy godmother?”
“Godfather.”
She laughed again. “You look more like the demon king.”
“Wrong story.”
She turned her head to look at him. “Maybe.” But with his silver-streaked hair, suntanned face and dark eyes, Max Fleming looked thoroughly dangerous.
