“Rowena.” He set his glass down. “We need to talk.”
“Is something wrong?”
“I need to apologize for the other night. And this morning.”
“Okay.”
“I was very… forward the other night. I’m afraid I may have given you the wrong impression.”
“Maybe a little,” she admitted.
“And today… well, there’s no excuse for my behavior. I was very rude to you. I’m sorry for that.”
“But?”
“I like you, Rowena, but I can’t like you.”
“Is it my reputation? Are you worried it will tarnish your good name?”
“No! God no. Nothing like that. This is because of your father.”
She frowned. “What about him?”
“After he introduced us, he and I had a talk. About you.
And he warned me, in no uncertain terms, that I am to consider you off-limits.”
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