Okay, so that could not necessarily imply that he was reconsidering his decision to wed Ainsley, but a girl could dream, couldn't she? In addition, the booze and herbal pills were causing her mind to become sluggish, and she was thinking about all the immoral things she wanted to do to Mr. Nathan Greg.

She chuckled as she reclined in the chair. She closed her eyes, inclined her head to the ceiling, and allowed her hair to flow down over the back of her chair. Her mind conjured up ...