Celeste nodded gently, her hand resting compliantly on his shoulder as her beautiful eyes glistened, "I know you'll help me, Mr. Ford."

His words carried a double meaning.

He would help her in bed, and elsewhere, he would be helping her even more.

"As you wish," Nathaniel murmured with a soft laugh, advancing without hesitation.

The delicate buds of flowers unfurled as Celeste was forced to lean back, fine beads of moisture sprinkling across her body.

Celeste ...