She could hear Tom laugh, but when he spoke, his voice was serious. "Well that puts me in a bit of a sticky situation, Miss Delacourt," he said. "You're leaving it up to me to decide whether you like me or not. And since I'm inclined to believe that everyone likes me, or ought to, I guess that means I can come in." He pushed the door open, peeking his head around, ready to duck back out if she decided to lob a pillow in his direction.
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