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It took a lot to hide something from Alexandria Quinzell and even more to render her speechless, yet Cassian had achieved both. She stared wide-eyed at the candle-lit square, her head slowly panning to the musicians. Was that Dale? How had she not known Dale played the violin? And apparently had a band.
"You arranged all this? When?" She demanded, both annoyed at herself for not noticing such a plot beneath her very nose and impressed that he had pulled it off with such smooth efficiency. Her hands slid up his arms to loop lazily around the back of his neck, the round curve of her stomach now big enough to stop them from being able to press quite so entirely against one another.
"You arranged all this? When?" She demanded, both annoyed at herself for not noticing such a plot beneath her very nose and impressed that he had pulled it off with such smooth efficiency. Her hands slid up his arms to loop lazily around the back of his neck, the round curve of her stomach now big enough to stop them from being able to press quite so entirely against one another.