Rose turned bright red, not with shame, but with rage. That absolute git! That good for nothing, arrogant, slimy... ugh! She dropped her arms, balled her fists, but she would not engage. He was just sad because nobody loved him! She was dying to tell him that, but...

There was still the fear that his 'offer' might be necessary. That Andrew might find out uncomfortable secrets from her past. That he would realize he didn't love her after all. That some harlot came along and snatched him up.

She lifted her chin slightly. "If that will be all, ser...?" Her eyes were burning, but she was not going to cry in front of him!