You intrigue me,” he said, for it was the truth.
“And yet I’ve just told you that I have a fiancé.”
“An almost fiancé, I believe you said.”
The spark in her eyes dwindled. “Nevertheless—I will marry him. This . . .…” She swept her arm in a wide circle to indicate their extravagant surroundings. “It cannot possibly last.

Autore: Sophie Barnes