Giving the rugged repairman the eye was one thing — but Charity had no intention of snogging away a whole rainy afternoon when she was supposed to be catching up on her work. Lady Margaret...

Can you tell by where my eyes are looking what I’m thinking? Hint: I’m staring directly at your vagina.

Just remember, all you have to do is say otherwise.

Would you like to sit?” Kellen asked her.”You’d better do it soon,” Owen whispered close to her ear, “or I’m going to bend you over that table and break the club’s no-penetration-in-the-lounge rule.