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to threaten, Nadia. I’m here to extract a promise.’
    She quickly touched her tongue to the inside of her dry lips.
    ‘The thread about me is defamatory,’ he said bluntly.
    ‘Well …’ She forced a smile. ‘The defence to defamation is truth.’
    ‘That’s right,’ he agreed.
    ‘So you’re saying what’s on there
isn’t
the truth?’
    ‘That’s right.’
    She shrugged. ‘So prove it.’
    Six seconds passed by. Her senses had suddenly grown so acute she could hear the hand of her tiny watch ticking, so she knew exactly.
    ‘You don’t think that’s the wrong way round Nadia? In a free and just legal system a man is innocent until proven guilty. But inthe little world
you’ve
created he’s guilty until proven innocent. You don’t see a problem with that?’
    She shot him a look designed to wither. ‘The men detailed on my site
are
guilty.’
    His
answering glare was withering and then some. ‘You don’t accept that it might be open to abuse? You don’t think a woman with a vendetta might take advantage of it?’
    ‘A woman with a vendetta? Please—men like you made up that kind of stereotype.’
    ‘So you’re
not
a woman who was hurt by some man and seeking payback? That isn’t why you set this thing up?’
    Her temper flared. ‘I set this up so people had access to information. All kinds of information.’
    ‘Because all men are bastards?’
    ‘Information about dating in the modern world,’ she corrected. But this conversation was futile. He was never going to understand—clearly his outsize ego was too bruised. ‘I don’t need to justify myself to you.’
    ‘Oh, I think you do.’ He leaned forward. ‘I think you need to justify your actions to a lot of people. And why won’t you come clean about it? Why hide behind online anonymity? Your employers here don’t even know.’
    She glanced out of those windows, wishing they were solid walls now. Of course they didn’t know. They’d totally disapprove. They stressed online responsibility and reputation—it was what
she
taught every new recruit. And she did not want to jeopardise her job. She’d worked too hard to get it.
    ‘I don’t cheat,’ he said firmly. ‘And I don’t swindle naïve girls out of their life savings. So why am I on there?’
    ‘You’ve obviously hurt someone.’ And she’d be reading the thread to find out how, the second she got the chance.
    ‘So where’s my right of reply?’
    ‘You can post a rebuttal. You just have to register and log in.’
    ‘What? And give myself an anonymous identity like the shrews on there?’ He shook his head. ‘I think
you
need to take ownership of the site that you’ve created.
You
need to take responsibility for the accuracy of the content and for the damage that can ensue from it.’
    ‘In what way has it damaged you?’ He struck her as bulletproof.
    He paused. ‘Reputation is an unquantifiably precious thing.’
    She knew that. ‘So what do you want?’
    He sat back in his seat, the back of hisfingers brushing his mouth and jaw. She tried very hard not to follow the movement and focus on that mouth with its full lips. Instead she tried to meet his gaze—except it seemed it had wandered …
    She watched, steaming up, as he looked at her mouth, her neck, her chest. She saw the deepening fire in his expression and felt the response inside herself—her muscles shifting as hormones rushed. Beneath her blouse her breasts tightened …
    Of course her body would react to just a look from this too handsome playboy stud. Her mating instinct was so
off
.
    Slowly his lashes lifted and he captured her gaze with his gleaming one. ‘I guess if I have to prove it, then I’ll prove it.’
    ‘How are you going to do that?’ And why was she suddenly whispering?
    ‘Three dates,’ he said, just as softly.
    ‘Pardon?’
    ‘You and I are going to go out on three dates. You’re the judge, jury and the executioner, right? So judge me on the facts. I’ll prove to you that