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She reaches the bottom step, which puts us almost eye to eye, and she stops there, and she looks down at me with one darkened brow arched, imperious as a queen surveying the help.
“Well,” Ember says, in a voice that isn’t quite hers—lower, lazier, dripping with money and boredom. “You’ll do, I suppose. Try not to embarrass me.”
And Goddess help me, it works, it lands somewhere low and hot, and I lean in, because two can play, and I drop my voice so it’s just for her.
“I don’t think,” I murmur, “I’ve ever seen anything as beautiful as you look right now. And I’ve decided I hate it, because every man in that room tonight is going to see it too, and I’m going to have to stand there and let them