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“My dirk?”
He glanced down at her feet. “The one strapped around your leg.”
“You know?”
“Aye.”
She let out a little sigh. “Nothing escapes ye.”
“Especially not you.” He tugged her into his arms and slanted his mouth across hers, kissing her hungrily. “Have we achieved peace yet?”
She rolled her eyes. “Ye think a few words and a kiss will chase my fears away?”
“I think it will help.” And he kissed her again.
