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“Please,” Candace said dryly. “You don’t even have to open your mouth. Just like, stand there and look at her. Her bones will melt, and she’ll be all over you.”
“She didn’t melt the first time,” he told her quietly. Was this him? Him? Lord Sebastian Alexander, Baron of Surrey, who could enjoy almost any woman he desired. Except for Lady Charlotte Whimsey. She had always had her heart set on the Viscount of Sutton, and then Detective Michael Pendridge came out of the future and stole her from both of them. But, ah well, he and Charlotte weren’t meant to be. Was he meant to be with Noelle? Why was he so unsure about how to woo a woman? Did traveling through time turn him into an awkward, unsure boy?
“A dummy.”
“Pardon?” He finished tying his boots, keeping his eyes on the screen.
“She’s a dummy.”
He sighed, not knowing what she meant. Candace had no qualms when it came to telling him what she thought of him—or anyone else.
“And you? I didn’t think you were a coward,” she brooded.
He smiled, cutting his gaze from Noelle to her. “You have known me for eleven days, Candace. You don’t truly know anything about me.”
“I know you traveled through time and came here from the past.”
He rewarded her with his sincerest smile for believing his mad tales. “It took courage to grab that brooch. What happened to it? Why does a television reporter turn you into a pile of mush?”
He chuckled at himself. He couldn’t argue. “What should I do? I have never had to pursue a woman before. I have also never felt so attracted to any woman. Before I left, the men who were after me said the brooch brought people to their true love. Perhaps Noelle is my true love.”
Candace made a gagging sound and bounded off the bed. “Who said anything about love? That just ruins things.”
He looked at Noelle on the screen. Perhaps Candace was correct. What did he know of it? Who had he loved in his lifetime? The woman who adopted him died when he was five and her husband began beating him when he was six. He hadn’t loved anyone after that. Charlotte Whimsey? No. He was fond of her and happy for her when she’d wed Pendridge. He didn’t love Noelle. But could he? He certainly enjoyed looking at her, listening to the way she spoke. Perhaps it was time to get to know her.
“Candace,” he called out beyond the curtain. “I want to meet her.”
