And infatuated be damned. He was near to being blinded by his attraction to her. He was in love, damn it all. Furthermore, he disliked her, he resented her, he disapproved of almost everything about her, yet he was head over ears in love with her, like a foolish schoolboy. He wondered grimly what he was going to do about it. He was not amused. Or in any way pleased.

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