Was she? Well, he wasn’t being any fun. His company wasn’t usually so tiresome, and she would never ordinarily have dreamt of letting him go if he were upset – he was sensitive, that was all, and felt things sincerely – but tonight she couldn’t drum up any patience.
“Well, you don’t have to walk with me,” Tess put in bluntly. “Here.” She started shrugging herself out of apparently-Declan’s-coat, if he wanted it that badly. She shoved it roughly back at him, because she didn’t need it – even in her Archer clothes, the thinner layers than her winter skirts – Tess couldn’t bring herself to care about the cold. She was carefree, tonight, and no amount of shivering would change that.
“Well, you don’t have to walk with me,” Tess put in bluntly. “Here.” She started shrugging herself out of apparently-Declan’s-coat, if he wanted it that badly. She shoved it roughly back at him, because she didn’t need it – even in her Archer clothes, the thinner layers than her winter skirts – Tess couldn’t bring herself to care about the cold. She was carefree, tonight, and no amount of shivering would change that.
