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– What is it, Mrs. Sheremetjeva? – He leans slightly in my direction. – Has my sight made you speechless?
It’s good that he spoke now, before the thought of his stunningly beautiful eyes could completely fill my mind.
I crossed my arms across my chest, looked expressively under the table, and shooed him away:
– Are you all done yet, finished? Or do you have a few more meters to spare? If so, it’s time to get them, because I’m totally unimpressed.
Chapter 5 K’raig
As tense and idiotic as the situation is, the lewd joke about “my extra meters” almost rolls off my tongue. I have to literally bite down on it with my teeth so as not to ruin my first impression.
It seems, though, that no matter what I say or what bouquet I bring, Marguerite will still look at me like Godzilla.
Hell, maybe Laurie was right-and maybe I shouldn’t have forced the issue.
All right, we’d have to remedy the situation.
– Our conversation started on the wrong note, Mrs. Sheremetyevo. – I take the flowers and take a step toward her, hoping that at least they will soften a little disgruntled rigid crease between her eyebrows. – Allow me to introduce myself-K’rraig Shad’Fahr.