Lord, I can't let him kiss me again. I seem to lose all good sense when I do.

Rosalind stepped back from Ashton and attempted to start a conversation.

"It is kind of you to let the tenants stay here." She hadn't told him that before, but she'd wanted to.

He stared at her intently. "I'm not a brute, Rosalind." She had the impression he was attempting to convey something about how he intended to deal with her.

"Are you a mind reader as well?" She kept her ...