“As she pulled the covers over her cold nose, Bridget wondered sleepily why she hadn't simply agreed to help the Duke of Kyle in whatever way she could. He was obviously working for good and Montgomery... well, he worked only for himself, didn't he? He was on the side of evil. Why hadn't she betrayed him when she was given the opportunity? She thought about the way he'd touched her- the way it had made her feel like a woman. Had she sold her own honor for a handful of kisses, a bite, and a lick? Or was it because of his gaze when he'd told her to fuck the rules, when he'd turned aside from threatening Kyle at her touch, when he'd called her a ridiculous, exotic name? When he'd looked at her and seen her as a person, not just a servant?”
Book:Duke of Sin
