A flicker of irritation crossed his face. He stepped a little closer, his voice lower this time. “Are you going to ignore me the entire trip?”

Sarah’s expression didn’t change, but she quickened her pace, pretending to admire the glowing lanterns along the shore.

Harry exhaled sharply, shoving his hands into his pockets. He wasn’t used to being dismissed so easily. As a conman, he had mastered the art of keeping women hooked, always staying one step ahead. Yet, for the first time, ...