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“No, I’m not actually.”
“Not now I don’t.” She reached up and brushed a curl away from his eyes. “I can’t explain it, Mordred. I looked at you, and I knew.”
The knight blushed, guilt welling up in him. He couldn’t say the same, he didn’t believe in love at first sight. “You don’t need to.”
Summer cocked her head. “Now what is that guilt for? You love me now, that’s what matters.”