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"Look," Harry said leaning forward to put his elbows on his knees, "this will be a lot easier if we both don't pretend not to be perceptive. I saw the way your body reacted to him."
"Watching my body?" Olivia asked with a small smile on her lips. She reached for the coffee cup, not taking her eyes off him.
"Of course I'm watching your body. And you can't pretend you didn't notice that."