“-I'm a business man, - he'd told her. -No more, no less.
-You're a thief, Kaz.
-Isn't that what I just said?”
“-I'm a business man, - he'd told her. -No more, no less.
-You're a thief, Kaz.
-Isn't that what I just said?”
“Francis Crozier now understood that the most desirable and erotic thing a woman could wear were the many modest layers such as Sophia Cracroft wore to dinner in the governor's house, enough silken fabric to conceal the lines of her body, allowing a man to concentrate on the exciting loveliness of her wit.”