Chapter 654

Sophia turned to look at Arthur and asked, “Hey, do you know what the ocean said to the shore?” 

He narrowed his eyes as he pondered on this, and his curiosity was piqued when he could not think of an answer. “What did the ocean say to the shore?” 

“Nothing, it just waved!” She burst into laughter, clearly amused by her own silly humor. 

Just then, Arthur sputtered and started laughing, and at once, the moon lost all its beauty. 

Sophia gaped at him with wide eyes, entirely stunned by his pearly whites and his open smile. He looked carefree and captivating. 

In truth, he was rather astonished by how her laughter, which was in no way demure or ladylike, only prompted his own. Son of a gun, he thought. 

At that moment, her brows raised in amusement as she tilted her head to one side and appraised him openly. No woman had ever looked at him like he was a piece of art on full public display before. Because of that, he grew self–conscious and quickly asked, “What are you staring at?” 

She giggled. “You. You‘re quite the looker.” 

As though wanting to get back at her for making him laugh earlier, he scoffed and pointed out haughtily, “Yeah, and I‘m way out of your league.” 

she couldn‘t help arguing, “I never wanted you to be in my league

into the cabin, but that was when he heard Sophia mutter triumphantly, “I think it‘d be more accurate to say I‘m way

icy look at her over his shoulder. “Please, I can easily make you mine whenever I want.”

guard by his confidence, but she did not want to lose either. Her quick wit made her retort, “And by the time you make me yours, wouldn‘t

a pick–up line. He scoffed primly and refused to be

of who‘s out of whose league,” she said without missing a beat as a devious smirk tugged

a grim line and did not

don‘t think I ever got your name. Think we‘re close enough to be on a first–name basis, yes?”

he did not withhold this information and replied,

 

She tried it out in her head and decided that it had a good ring to it, then pressed further, “So, did you grow up in the city or are you from out of town?”

abroad with my family since

silver spoon in your

you

you‘re one of the most prim–and–proper men

never heard that description being used on him, and he wondered briefly if he

of the Presgrave Family, and while his fortune or status was not as impressive as Elliot‘s, he still made for a good target.

a glass of wine in each hand. She was a model with a slender figure that had curves in all the right places and a pretty face to boot. Besides, Jacob was never one to

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