Chapter 573

The word “responsible” struck a chord in Camille’s heart, sending a tremor through her resolve.

Still, she steeled herself and gave him a shove, breaking free from his embrace.

“Relax, I’m not that delicate, and it’s not like it was my first kiss. No need to act like it’s some kind of a big deal,” she said with a casual flick of her smooth hair, brushing off the moment.

“Prosecutor Arnold, you are quite the looker, sure, but I’ve always had a thing for the bad boys. The squeaky–clean knights in shining armor? Not really my type.”

Bad boys?

Like Jareth and Elvis with their devil–may–care attitudes?

Jareth was already off the market, but Elvis, the notorious bachelor, was still available. And with the party heating up like a college mixer, with the men and women getting cozy, even he was feeling the pull. Could she possibly be interested in Elvis?

“Maybe it’s time you tried something different for a change?”

composure, almost lost it at his words, her lips pressing downward in an effort to keep her cool.

a sly smile, playing the enchantress toying

friend Evadne, giving her a quick rundown before claiming a work emergency had

had transpired between her and Arnold, hurried

the sofa, nursing a cup of strong coffee served by Alva to sober him up.

Camille?” Evadne charged in, ready to defend her friend’s honor.

clean. Maybe his little sister could offer

“Goodness!”

knew it, a grape from the fruit bowl smacked him on the forehead. Evadne was furious, hurling grapes at him as her cheeks flushed with anger. “No wonder Camille looked so down, with red–rimmed eyes when she returned. You’re the one

way, Arnold ignored the fruity onslaught and even popped one into his mouth. “Her eyes

because of you. I sent her to look after you, and what do you do? Get handsy with her? Are you the well–known prosecutor or the well–known thug? After a couple of drinks, you’re suddenly

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