Viscount Vagabond (Regency Noblemen 1)

“Shocking?”

She sighed. “I’m afraid not. I ought to have been shocked, but... how gentle you are, Max. I shall have to leave off calling you a bully, and your reputation will go all to pieces.”

“We’ll keep that private, shall we, m’lady?”

She giggled and snuggled nearer.

“I’m glad you’re all right, because you are, you know— or were—pure as the driven snow. Browdie lied, sweetheart. There’s no question about it. Will you put Cholly out of your mind now?”

“I will endeavour to do so,” she whispered, “though I may want help.”

“Very well. Just let me know when he pops into your mind. I’ll try to think of something to distract you.”

“Max?” came a shy voice, a while later.

“Yes, sweet?”

“I wonder if you might think of something... now.”