"Jessica, I know I've been...difficult," he said. "All the sameâ€”" "Difficult?" She looked up, her grey eyes wide, "You have been impossible. I begin to think you are not right in the upper storey. I knew you wanted me. The only thing I've never doubted was that. But getting you into bedâ€” you, the greatest whoremonger in Christendomâ€” gad, it was worse than the time I had to drag Bertie to the tooth-drawer. And if you think I mean to be doing that the rest of our days, you had better think again. The next time, my lord, you will do the seducingâ€” or there won't be any, I vow."

-- Loretta Chase

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