““I’ll cry if I want to. You will cease ordering me about!” He raised an eyebrow. “You dare to issue me orders?” She flushed, but at least she wasn’t crying any longer. “Now tell me about this brand on your thigh. Your father’s crest. I’d like to see it.” 176/756 She went crimson and she backed up a step until her back met with the ledge of the window. “I will not do something so indecent as to show you my leg!” “When we’re married, I’ll see more than that,” he said mildly. “Married? Married? I’m not marrying you, Laird. I’m not marrying anyone. Not yet anyway.””
