"Pardon, my lady," Elijah questioned, positive he must have misheard her. Not your lady, I am your woman, Sabrina was tempted to say"You are my mate," Sabrina nervously fisted her nightdress and repeated with a little more confidence this time. Elijah was staring at her with a straight face. He scanned her expression for any hint of amusement but there was none. She has to be a really good actress for he knew she was just messing around with her. On the other hand, Sabrina was turning into a nerve-wreck by his silence. Her brows knitted down when he started chuckling. That deep delicious chuckle. "You got me for a second, my lady. Your theatr
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