

She pushed to her feet, her only thought of escape. How could she have been so stupid? Why had she considered for a single moment that this gorgeous, charming man would waste any time on her? A momentary lapse of sanity, obviously. I failed and now he’ll tell the entire house party of my request. “Sadly, that man cannot be me.”Īlice’s stomach sank, disappointment sweeping through her. He drained his glass and set it down with a heavy sigh. Because, really, who knew how men thought better than another man? “No, I need more than a few tips. Would she actually learn the ins and outs of the male mind by discussing this with a woman? Alice doubted it. Why not ask one of the ladies? Maddie or that redhead, Miss Young? They both seem to attract male attention.”

“The prospect of you asking another man fills me with an overwhelming sense of dread. “Well, there must be another man willing to help me, if you won’t.

Harrison was a bit of a late bloomer and not exactly a pillar of success in the romance department.” If he planned to refuse, she wished he’d spit it out and save her the humiliation. She frowned, not caring for the direction of the conversation. “And what will you do if I decline to share my wealth of knowledge?” “I see.” He brought the glass to his mouth for another sip.
