But quickly, he wiped this expression from his face, instead narrowing his eyes. “How did you get in? The door was locked.” “Money.” Doubtless he would dislike the answer, but it was the truth. “I gave coins to all the servants. They remembered me as your cousin, and I said it was your birthday and I wanted to surprise you.” “My cousin, you say. And my birthday.” He knocked the door shut behind him. “I seem to have come in possession of a great many unexpected items.” “You have not possessed me.” She stood, facing him across the small room. “Yet.” “This is most unexpected coming from the woman who wanted only to hold my hand for a single minute, then darted away when I became too honest for her taste. What the devil are you up to, my dear fake widow?” She deserved every bit of his wariness, yet it still stung. “I have asked you,” she said in a creditably crisp voice, “not to call me that.
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