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"

on the floor?" Barclay asked

finally

thought there must be gold on the floor. Otherwise, Mrs. Covington wouldn't

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

keeping her gaze forward, not daring to lower her head

"Oops, I

took care of

He hadn't.

seat, confident that

else needed to

responded softly, refraining from

had other

soon as Moira settled into the car, Barclay's voice cut through the silence, "What's the

Didn't we agree to leave in half an hour when we arrived?" "What

gift she received

"Excuse me?"

birthday presents for the

did she

say

clicked his tongue, eyeing her with a hint

Moira fell silent.

it too late to feign fainting

gaze skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before settling on her. "Buckle

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