details arbitrary and irrelevant. I will tell you anything you want to know when you arrive. For now, rest assured, the only lips I’ve tasted, penetrated, and dreamed about are yours.” She closed her eyes and leaned back against the seat. She was imagining his lips tasting hers, penetrating… “Eliza? Are you still there?” She cleared her throat, opened her eyes. “Yes, yes. I’m here.” “Have I said enough to get you here? “You said once you were a lucky man. Well, I guess you’ve got your second chance.” “Brilliant.” And regardless of the arbitrary details, Eliza wanted a second chance, too. Todd added, “Now you rest up on the drive because I plan to keep you very, very busy when you arrive.” For the moment, Eliza didn’t mind that she was out of her depth and most likely doomed to drown. She got comfortable in the back seat, fingered the velvety rosebuds lying next to her, and imagined she was touching Todd’s lips, and then other parts of his beautiful body, particularly the smooth curve of skin he always kept wrapped in silk. (end of preview sample) London Lace #3 is available now.