Finely blinked, "Griffin?""That's my girl." He murmured in a low tone, so no one but her could hear. Then, as the crowd drew too close, he swept her away,

You don't look so special""You're looking in the wrong place," he replied with a hint of a smile. "Look into my eyes.

You're perfectly safe. Emily is here to protect your virtue." "That's too bad.

The older woman smiled. 'You're a good girl, my dear. Just what His Grace needs - someone to take him in hand.' Finley didn't think that meant quite what came to mind.

You have a point," he conceded. "Shall I put my foot down? How about I issue an ultimatum? Its Dandy or me. What would you say to that, Miss Jayne?"Her honey-brown eyebrows lifted, "I would probably choose Dandy just to spite you.