Since such an undertaking was beyond the powers of even his own extensive staff, she’d blithely consulted the register of superior housemaids and spent a lively morning interviewing several dozen at the very least. Those fortunate enough to have passed her beady-eyed scrutiny were now set busily ...
She rolled up the remainder of her makeshift bandages and refused to be drawn. But when he asked again, his voice provocative and infuriatingly low, she answered him. “Quits? Indeed. Quite quits. And kisses, my lord, are not for ladies. They are for tavern wenches.” “How instructive. I might neve...