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wanted to talk to him.
    She made her way down the first long corridor that would, after a couple of turns, eventually lead her to the ladies’ retiring room at the back of the Great Hall. She turned another corner and felt someone ease up beside her.
    Her pulse quickened in anticipation. She turned and saw it was the stranger.
    “Sir,” she said softly. She stopped and inhaled deeply, trying to calm her racing heartbeat. “I’ve been looking for you.”
    A touch of a smile played at the corners of his mouth, making him even more handsome than she’d remembered. He was obviously pleased with her words, and her heart fluttered at the prospect.
    “If that’s the case, I don’t know how you missed me. I’ve gone back to the square for the past several days, searching for you, hoping you would return. I’ve searched for you at all the parties I’ve attended this week.”
    She smiled. “I meant I was looking for you tonight.”
    “Good. I was beginning to think I had imagined you the other day and you weren’t real after all.”
    His words made her feel good. Maybe he hadn’t been completely put off by her rash behavior that afternoon. He lifted his chin a notch, and she looked into intriguing dark blue eyes. They had the power to hold her motionless. Suddenly she felt uncharacteristically flushed and out of breath.
    “My aunts won’t allow me to return to the square. They now deem that street unsafe and refused to accompany me there.”
    He cocked his head back and laughed quietly. “Don’t they know that footpads and urchins can show up on any street?”
    “I tried that argument and several others. None of them worked. This is the first party I’ve attended since we arrived in London. I wanted to see you and apologize for my behavior in that square,” she said softly. “I know you were trying to help. I just didn’t want to believe that the lad had gotten away.”
    “It’s understandable.” He nodded. “Being robbed would upset anyone.”
    “Yes, but that doesn’t excuse my desperate attempt to look at the faces of every lad in the square or to blame you for the boy’s theft. I would have sent you a note to thank you for helping me, but I didn’t know your name.”
    “Do you know it now, Sophia?”
    “No, how could I? But you know mine.”
    He nodded. “And your aunts’, Mae and June, from our conversations on the street.”
    “That’s right. You heard them call me Sophia, and I, of course, said their names.”
    “How long have you been in Town, Sophia?”
    Her pulse jumped again. She loved hearing the whispery way her name wafted past his lips. It was especially provocative, because he should never be so forward as to use her first name.
    “A month,” she answered.
    “I find it refreshing that you’ve been in Town more than a fortnight and you don’t know who I am.”
    She gave him a curious smile. “That must mean you are a very important gentleman, if you expected that I should know who you are.”
    His gaze swept up and down her face, causing her skin to prickle deliciously. Sophia felt her breath catch again. She realized she was staring at his lips with what could only be described as desire for him filling her. When had she ever looked at a man’s lips and wondered what it would be like to have them brush across hers?
    She sensed that same powerful strength in him that she felt at their first meeting, and it drew her. Clearly he wasn’t going to admit to anything about what kind of man he was, and she liked that about him too. She was drawn to this stranger in a way that was exciting, and yet, a little frightening, too.
    “Your silence tells me that you must be the most talked-about rogue in London.”
    A teasing grin lifted one corner of his mouth. “Would you be horrified if that were true?”
    Sophia’s abdomen quivered deliciously, and she found herself wondering how his lips would feel against hers. “No, but I don’t know that I would believe it.”
    “Then I’ll