As he studied her hardened expression, Barlow ventured, “Brian once rescued two girls from human traffickers. He was bitten by a dog, which gave him a lifelong fear of dogs. Were you one of those girls?”

Impressed by his deductive powers, Rosalynn remained silent, leaving the question hanging in the air.

Barlow’s grin broadened. “Did you marry him out of gratitude for his rescue? And he didn’t appreciate it?”

Rosalynn found herself at a loss for words.

“Enough!” she snapped.

Why was this man, as good-looking as he was, such a chatterbox?

smile only widened at

be nicer to me! I know so many

shot him a sidelong glance, retorting, “Feel free to

exclaimed, feigning fright. His antics earned

waiter began ushering the

was

Harlan, who

knew he wasn’t a bad person.

for a

eye, Barlow sauntered to the

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