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... ’s face went scarlet. He studied her expression carefully... searching for embarrassment, longing, anything. There was nothing. She looked like a scientist about to peer into a microscope.
He pressed his lips into a rigid line. "There have to be other methods," he said stiffly. "Can’t we—discuss this rationally?"
"Don’t act coy now, Professor," Catherine replied, yanking him another inch closer by his tie. "If hatred could break this curse, I’d be orbiting Mars by now. Unfortunat ...
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