hasn’t for a long time now.”
He flushed, which meant her barb had hit its mark.
“Look, I know how you feel about me, but—”
“I don’t think you do,” Sara said flatly.
“You know what I meant.”
Though he tried to temper his tone, Sara picked up on his suppressed impatience and anger. It was clear he was out of his element here, and she wasn’t helping any. But he had neglected his aunt, and to her way of thinking, there was no excuse for that. She hadn’t mollycoddled him last night, and she wasn’t about to start now.
“Aren’t you going to ask about my back?”
Sara gave a start at the sudden change in his voice. It seemed lower and somewhat more conciliatory, if not on the intimate side.
Her face suffused with color. “The fact that you’re up and about answers that.”
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