“You have no idea how tempted I am to cuff you to my bed, Miss Saint Lucent.” And just like that I returned to my senses. “Are you wholly incapable of uttering a sentence that isn’t rakish?” His smile was a quick flash of teeth. “Thinking filthy thoughts again?” “I’m not the one dreaming of tying you to my bedposts.” “Truly a shame. You might have some fun living out your darkest fantasies. I’m sure I’d look rather dashing in your bed.” He sighed when I didn’t take the bait. “I want you where I can see you. It’s either my room or the dungeon. My room would be far more convenient and less
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