Chapter 9

• With her hair secured at her crown it was now possible to see the slender arch of her delicious throat, with skin as delicate as pale China. It was a delectable delicacy that Simon found himself aching to taste. Presumably that wasn’t completely out of the question, if Sara and Mark really weren’t together.
• He straightened slowly. "That’s a pity, because the only thing that I’m in the least interested in talking about this evening is your personal life."
• Those eyes widened warily. "I don’t understand."