Out of the blue, a sudden "darling" caught the attention of most of the crowd at the party.

Moira immediately regretted her exclamation as she watched Barclay approach her through the crowd. She wished she could vanish!

Barclay strode up to Moira and took her hand. "Been waiting long?"

His gaze shifted to the cup she held. "Having a drink?"

Feeling embarrassed, Moira muttered softly, "It's not alcohol, just juice."

Delicious juice.

A subtle flicker crossed Barclay's dark eyes, but he didn't reveal the truth. "Alright."

"Shall we head back?"

"Yeah, let's go."

They retraced their steps.

She'd feel like a spectacle at the circus if they stayed longer.

And those two women who embarrassed her earlier had already vanished before Barclay arrived.

couldn't bear shouting Barclay as "darling" so loudly in

on the floor?" Barclay asked casually as he descended from

still looking down, finally glanced up

I thought there must be gold on the floor. Otherwise,

to lower her head again, Barclay said, "Mr. Covington had quite

together, keeping her gaze forward, not daring to lower her head

the door, Moira remembered something. "Oops, I forgot to tell

care

He hadn't.

seat, confident

needed

Moira responded softly, refraining from

had other

as Moira settled into the car, Barclay's voice cut through the

it sudden? Didn't we agree

she received

"Excuse me?"

giving me all her birthday presents for the

she say

didn't say anything,

a hint

Moira fell silent.

too late to feign

gaze skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before

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