Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Wicked Intentions by Elizabeth Hoyt

There were times I wondered if Lazarus found amusement in Temperance's reactions to him at times, “you need to set yourself to rights,” she said, gesturing at his lap without looking. As if the sight offended her. He glanced down. Well, he certainly wasn’t at his proudest, lying limp and damp against the outside of his breeches. “Please,” she murmured." I liked this book I loved Lazarus.

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