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“Do you know why I don’t like him? Brayden? Because of what he said.”
“What part?”
“‘Historically inaccurate.”’ Adrian gestured at me with his other hand, the one
not on my shoulder. “Who the hell looks at you and says ‘historically
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“Well,” I said. “Technically it is.”
“He shouldn’t have said that.”
I shifted, knowing I should move away… but I didn’t. “Look, it’s just his
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“He shouldn’t have said that,” repeated Adrian, eerily serious. He leaned his
face toward mine. “I don’t care if he’s not the emotional type or the
complimentary type or what. No one can look at you in this dress, in all that fire
and gold, and start talking about anachronisms. If I were him, I would have said,
‘You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth.”