Chapter Four The Million Dollar Question, Answered
"Hmm… next question."
"Yes…"
"Do you, Lady Marguerite Krux, find yourself," he stepped closer to her until there chest brushed each other, "finding me, at all, attractive?"
"Why Lord, John, Roxton?" she laughed.
"Hmm?" he grinned wickedly at her, which scared her… but only a little! In fact it actually turned her on.
"You are quit sure of yourself, aren't you?"
"Immeasurably!" he let out a low chuckle.
"Perhaps?" she brushed her lips along his neck; "if your mouth is closed!" she added breathing on his neck, which made him shiver. "Why Lord Roxton? Are you cold?" she looked up into his deep hazel eyes. Truth be told, she really was attracted to him, he was just so, bloody, full of himself!
"A little, care to warm me up? Lady Krux?"
"In your dreams."