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Natasha said sturdily, “He’d be completely surplus to requirements. No question.”

He looked down at her thoughtfully, almost pityingly. For a moment she almost thought he was going to pat her on the head. Her eyes dared him to try.

But he did something even more unsettling. He touched her lower lip with a caress. Natasha flinched as if she had scalded herself. The little touch was somehow more intimate than a kiss.

He gave a soft laugh that nobody but the two of them could have heard.

“It would take me one night to change your mind,” he murmured, his breath stirring the hair that curled round her ear. “Just…one…night.”

Natasha gasped. She sought vainly for a crushing retort.

But it was too late. He was gone.