“Entirely depends upon the person and what it takes to please them.”
She met his gaze. There was no stopping now. “Me?”
“Oh, sweetheart, you don’t know how much I could please you.” He pulled her hand into his lap, slowly unbuttoned her glove and removed it, and even more slowly, pulled her hand up to his mouth and brushed his lips against her knuckles.
Another shudder raced down her spine, for an entirely different reason. Pleasure? In bed? With a man? Somehow she couldn’t imagine it. “That doesn’t seem possible.” She didn’t realize she’d said the words aloud until Cade put a hand over his heart.
“You wound me.”
“It’s just that… I doubt it’s possible to have a pleasant experience in bed with a man.”
His grin turned wolfish. “Care to go home with me right now so I can prove you wrong?”
A flicker of something indecent unfurled in her lower abdomen. “You shouldn’t say such things,” she warned him with a half-smile, excitement coursing through her veins.
“Didn’t you hear it when I said I never met a rule I didn’t break?”
She ignored him while she pulled on her glove again.
“What about you, mademoiselle? How do you feel about rules?”
She pressed her lips together. “I’ve broken my fair share of them, too.”
His eyebrows jumped. “Have you?”
“Surprised? I’ve never been one to pass up a dare.”
He stroked his chin. “Is that so?”
“Yes, but even for someone like you, you don’t think seducing your brother’s maid is too… too bad of you?”
He shrugged. “Only if it’s working.”
“And if it is?”
“Then it’s entirely worth it.”
“What would Lord Cavendish do to you if he found you with me?”
Cade sighed. “Attempt to thrash me.”
“That doesn’t give you pause?”
Another roguish grin. “As you can see, it wouldn’t be the first swing someone’s taken at me recently.” He pressed two fingertips to his bruised eye and winced.
Danielle winced, too. “Yes. How did the poultice work for it?”
“It’s healing, but I daresay it would feel even better if you would… kiss it.”
“Kiss it?”
“Have I shocked you?”
“No.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
