Having shut her mouth with a snap, she smiled. It was important in acknowledging her defeat not to show she felt the bitter sting of it. It might even be well, Flint was proud and he loathed being caged. Perhaps he felt better, throwing off the shackles of the villa. In that case, she might feel she was doing a good deed for the damned bastard. Anyway, it spared her coming here, if he would continue to visit her at home.

"Of course you can stay here."

He took a step ...