His fine eyes rested on Charisma again, and she experienced a sudden extra thump in her chest. “You ask knowledgeable questions, Miss Sullivan. Is a member of your family involved in politics?”
“No, but I have an interest in the issues.” Charisma saw the corner of his lips quirk upward. She smiled. “Do you believe women should have the right to vote, Mr. Barclay?”
He released a full smile then, and Charisma caught her breath. She was willing to vote for him just based on that smile.
“I believe women are fully capable of understanding the issues and should be allowed to have some choice in our elected officials.”
Clever. Charisma tilted her head. “That is neither a yes or a no.”
“Exactly.” Humor danced in his eyes.
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