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“No, I’m not actually.”
Summer cocked her head. “Now what is that guilt for? You love me now, that’s what matters.”
He chewed on his bottom lip, nodding but the guilt wouldn’t leave him. He’d love to say that he had loved her on sight but it simply didn’t happen, not with him.
Her face softened. Taking his hands, she pulled him over to a chair and pushed, so she could look him in the eyes properly. “Mordred. Darling. Listen to me. I’m made this way, to judge too quickly, to care too much too fast. You have learned to be wary, and that’s fine.”