Project Duchess

Something dangerously enticing flickered in his gaze. “Every time you offer to do whatever I wish, you tempt me, Beatrice,” he murmured. “So don’t offer unless you mean it.”

I will be my usual arrogant self, and you will be your usual forthright self, and we will get through this together with a minimum of fuss.

I promise I don’t bite, Miss Wolfe. No pun intended.”
Her lips twitched as if she fought a smile. “In my experience, sir, any man can bite if provoked.”
“Then don’t provoke me, and I won’t show my teeth.”

He walked over to close the door leading to the hall.

Armie died.”
He shrugged. “Why would that matter? Don’t tell