“But . . . but you’re wrong. Mostly.” He paused. “Mostly?” Good heavens, what had possessed her to add that word? This entire discussion was too mortifying to be believed. Had she conducted her own explorations? Yes. Had those furtive moments ever amounted to a shadow of the exhilaration she felt right now, with him? God, no. She’d never felt anything like this. Evidently, she was both a naughty girl and a poor scientist. A failure, all around.
