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She rubs at her temple. "Does your thought process always stray into the grey area of the law?"

"If needed." I raise a shoulder.

"You have no fear, do you?"

"I wouldn’t be facing down a ball at nearly a hundred miles per hour if I did."

"A hundred miles per hour?" She blinks.

"That’s the speed a fast bowler’s delivery is to the batsman in cricket. The pace of a bowler challenges the reaction speed of the batsman as well as his physical courage. You snooze and you lose your head, literally."

When she continues to look confused, I blow out a breath. "You don’t know anything about cricket, do you?"

"I know more than I did eight months ago." As soon as the words are out of her mouth, she glances away. "Uh, forget I said that."

"Let’s not." I peer into her face. "Have you been familiarizing yourself with cricket?"

"I might have caught some of the matches you played, yes."

"Ah, missed me, did you?"

“Yea, like you miss a scab when the wound finally heals and it falls off,” she grumbles at a volume I might have missed were I not so focused on her.

I laugh, and she scowls.

"Nothing of the sort. You’re Zara’s brother. I felt duty-bound to acquaint myself with cricketing terms, so I’d have a common vocabulary with which to converse with her."

"Hmm." I swipe my finger down my bottom lip.

"What?" Her scowl deepens.

"You can’t be working for the leading cricketer in the world without knowing more about this King of Sports."

"King of Sports?" She scoffs.

"You don’t believe me?"

"Umm, no?"

"Cricket was the most popular American team sport before theCivil War, did you know that?"

"That would be a no, again." She looks uncomfortable.

"I have much to educate you on."And not only in the language of my favorite sport. In fact, educating you in how to please me might take precedence over my favorite sport.

"Why do I get a feeling you’re not talking about cricket?"

I raise my hands. "Would I do a thing like that?"

"It’s absolutely what you would do." She narrows her gaze. "Also, don’t segue from the task at hand."

"Which is?"

"Finding a way to salvage your reputation, especially since you’re not going to apologize for what you did. Which, by the way, is a huge mistake, if you ask me."

I lean forward and lock my fingers together. "He touched you, Sparrow. No one gets to touch you like that—not as long as I’m watching over you."

She gapes at me. "You do realize I’m allowed to date."

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