The duke and I julia Quinn

she
was 
planning to seduce 
him
. 
She stood, her silk robe slipping from her shoulders. Underneath she wore a matching negligee, 
one that revealed almost as much as it hid. 
One of Simon's large hands found its way to the side of her breast, his fingers in stark contrast 
with the sage green fabric of her nightgown. "You like this color, don't you?" he said in a husky 
voice. She smiled, and he forgot to breathe. 
"It's to match my eyes," she teased. "Remember?" Simon managed a returning smile, although 
how he didn't know. He'd never before thought it possible to smile when one was about to expire 
from lack of oxygen. Sometimes the need to touch her was so great it hurt just to look at her. 
He pulled her closer. He 
had
to pull her closer. He would have gone insane if he hadn't. "Are 
you telling me," he murmured against her neck, "that you purchased this just for me?" 
"Of course," she replied, her voice catching as his tongue traced her earlobe. "Who else is going 
to see me in it?" 
"No one," he vowed, reaching around to the small of her back and pressing her firmly against 
his arousal. "No one. Not ever." 
She looked slightly bemused by his sudden burst of possessiveness. "Besides," she added, "it's