“Hiding again?”
She glared at him. “You just shoved your writing out of sight because I might catch a glimpse of a line. You deflect attention from yourself. You, sir, are a deflector.”
“I’m not familiar with the term,” he said smoothly.
“I don’t think we’re very different at all. You simply hide yourself in plain view. You ooze charm and—”
“I sound like an infected wound,” he remarked.
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