““Leah tilted her chin and smiled. “I thought we disliked each other.” “Oh, we do,” he said, taking another sip. “I detest you quite thoroughly. Especially when you smile.” Her lips flattened. “Do you?” He gestured toward her with the drink, the liquid sloshing out the side to drip over his thigh. Leah’s gaze followed the brandy’s path where it darkened on his trousers, then jerked upward again as he spoke. “You’re too bloody happy. It’s very offensive.””
