How good to see you, Miss Jones.”
That debonair tone, the friendly press of his hand upon mine. It was such a contrast to our final moments in the cottage that I couldn’t help but smirk.
“Thank you for having me,” I replied, loudly enough for the duke to hear.
“But I haven’t,” said Armand under his breath. “So far.”
I tugged back my hand. “Ever the gentleman, aren’t you?”
“I try. Come aboard, waif. Come and experience a gentleman’s world.

Author: Shana Abe