“I also spend an unfortunate amount of time wondering what you look like, the color of your hair, the shade of your eyes. I want to know who you are, what occupies your days.” He paused, as if waiting to see if I would offer any information up. Clever, clever male. I gave him a coy smile of my own. “You’ll need to try much harder to wrangle secrets from me.” “Very well, Lady F.” His playful grin turned downright sinful.
