But Lugard just chuckled, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Not until you tell me what you think of the duke's techniques," he teased.
Lisa's face grew even hotter, and she felt
He stopped at Chapter 35, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Ah, ...the night of passion," he murmured, his voice low and husky.
Lisa's face grew hotter as she watched him read, her heart racing with anticipation. She knew what was coming - the infamous night of passion that had been hinted at throughout the book.
Lugard's eyes devoured the words, his smile growing wider as he read. He seemed to be savoring every moment, every detail.
Lisa felt like she was right there with him, experiencing the passion and desire that radiated from the page.
As he read on, Lugard's voice dropped to a whisper, the words
