I saw the way Rathbone looked at you,” he said, taking a little nip at the delicate curve of her ear.

She gave a little squeak, so he did it again, feeling the tremor that ran through her body.

“He wants you. I saw the way you were laughing together. He was seeing you for the first time, the way I did.”

“Amazing how many blind men there are in London,” she said.

Auteur: Eloisa James