“How did ye sleep, husband?” she asked, perhaps a bit louder than was strictly necessary. All three men blanched. Leah tried hiding a smile and failed miserably. Fox should have been annoyed. Truly, he should have. But instead he found it—found her—adorable. The mischievous light in her eyes. The way her lips twitched, trying to stifle an impish grin. Granted, his wife appeared quite delectable this morning.
