““Will you leave my companion alone!” the dowager barked. He sighed and shook his head toward Miss Eversleigh. “She‟s so domineering, don‟t you think?” Miss Eversleigh blushed. Truly, it was the prettiest pink he‟d ever seen. “Pity about these bindings,” he continued. “We do seem to be caught in a romantic moment, your employer‟s acidic presence aside, and it would be far easier to drop one exquisite kiss on the back of your hand were I able to lift it with one of mine.””
