But I’m not the only one to question your methods, am I? I gather that Miss Butterfield took issue with them as well.”
He snorted. “That’s putting it mildly.”
His saucebox of a sister broke into a grin. “Ooh, what did she do while you were in that room alone? Do tell!”
“Not a chance. I don’t need her teaching you any new tricks.”
“You’re no fun at all,” she complained. “Well, I’m sure you deserved whatever she did. And that’s my point: I rather like her. So it doesn’t seem fair for her to be put in a situation where she could be-“
“Ruined by a scoundrel like me,” he finished for her.
“Compromised,” she corrected.

Author: Sabrina Jeffries

But I’m not the only one to question your methods, am I? I gather that Miss Butterfield took issue with them as well.”<br />He snorted. “That’s putting it mildly.”<br />His saucebox of a sister broke into a grin. “Ooh, what did she do while you were in that room alone? Do tell!”<br />“Not a chance. I don’t need her teaching you any new tricks.”<br />“You’re no fun at all,” she complained. “Well, I’m sure you deserved whatever she did. And that’s my point: I rather like her. So it doesn’t seem fair for her to be put in a situation where she could be-“<br />“Ruined by a scoundrel like me,” he finished for her.<br />“Compromised,” she corrected. - Sabrina Jeffries




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