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be so kind as to remove yourself so as I may try to regain my composure? Mind you, you were a tad bit rough with my attire. These did have buttons on them at one point.”
    Serina stirred.
    Dizzy and disoriented, Serina couldn’t quite figure out where she was. Blinking, she tried to see past some large, silky, dark object blocking her view.
    After she rubbed her eyes, Serina reached out to examine what obstacle threatened to poke her eye out. With a solid grip on the steel shaft Serina froze. Slowly, she rolled her eyes upward at the tumescent erection still blanketed in silk. She couldn’t move a muscle to save herself, but then, obviously, she couldn’t stay there with her face buried in the man’s loins, either. Her fingers opened with reluctance.
    What do I do to get out of this sticky situation with my dignity intact?
    Nothing came to mind...Well, that wasn’t exactly true. One thing came to mind. Her eyebrow lifted in a non-prim, non-proper fashion.
    Serina licked her lips. Truth be known, she’d read his mind and had seen what he’d wanted from her. He wanted Serina to take him, all of him, into her mouth, lick the length of him, taste him, nibble her way down his shaft and capture his more delicate parts, and ultimately drive him over the edge. She was pretty confident she could grant his wish.
    Instead, heart racing, she turned her head away.
    “Sir, I know this looks completely enormous…” Dear God ! Serina bit her tongue and covered her mouth, disbelieving she’d uttered such gibberish.
    Lucian laughed wholeheartedly which compounded her embarrassment.
    “I mean outrageous. I know this appears scandalous, but please give me a minute of your time before you say anything or judge my reasons for being here like this. I swear ’tis not as it seems.”
    “I believe, Miss, you’ve already had a minute or two from what I can see. I’ll leave the final judgment until you’re finished.” He smiled smugly.
    Someone thought his vain sense of humor funny. Serina rolled her eyes.
    “Oh no, Sir. Is that what you think? I was not! A lady would never.” She attempted to sound appalled. Oh, Serina. You lie. You most certainly were thinking that and you would... “Let me try this again. Lord St. James, I am Dr. Serina Spencer. Your sister and you sort of fell into my lap and were in need of emergent care.” She gazed up at him, a wall of muscle, and she felt like the little slip of a thing she’d heard Molly call her. The man was sheer, rugged beauty she wanted blanketed across her body, stoking her already heated desires.
    “Well, Dr. Spencer,” Lucian gestured to her position in the carriage. “Your story is backwards, dear, for who is in whose lap?”
    Lord St. James wore a grin the devil himself would envy. She realized he was toying with her and enjoying every second of it. Oddly, so did she. Serina decided to get up and out of the carriage before anything more embarrassing happened. With one arm to each side of his body, she pushed away from him and lost her footing in a puddle of water. About to say, “Oops,” she slipped fast and forward directly onto the man’s welcoming silken-covered erection. She became all arms and legs trying to get off him.
    Lucian grabbed her forearms and steadied her.
    “Oh, by the Goddess, I’m so sorry,” she prattled. “Oh, I’m so…” Serina tossed the shawl aside and grabbed his penis a second time, lifting his warm shaft to inspect it...Still solid! “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I’m utterly mortified.” Feeling a slight pulsation coming from beneath her fingers, she glanced back towards her hand. He was bubbling over with joy, literally.
    The small gestures of her hand along with the warmth of her breath was all it took, and Serina knew Lord St. James was in no way injured, and that all body parts worked just fine. His head fell backwards, and he sucked in a huge gulp of air with a languorous glaze to his eyes.
    Good thing you fixed his airway, Serina