Dear God,” said Will, looking from Charlotte to Nate and back again. β€œIs there anything that makes women sillier than the sight of a wounded young man?” Tessa slitted her eyes at him. β€œYou might want to clean the rest of the blood of your face before you continue arguing in that vein.” Will threw his arms up in the air and stalked off. Charlotte looked at Tessa, a half smile curving the side of her mouth. β€œI must say, I rather like the way you manage Will.” Tessa shook her head. β€œNo one manages Will.

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