They retired to the card room, the air between them thick with a different kind of tension than the one they had shared for years. As the cards were dealt, Delilah realized that for all his talk of rules, Arthur played with a ruthless, predatory grace.
Delilah took a step closer, ignoring the scandalous proximity. "You are a dull man, Arthur. A marble statue in a cravat. I bet you haven’t felt a moment of genuine excitement since the Regency began." One of Arthur’s dark eyebrows arched. "Is that so?" Lady Delilah Dares a Duke by Sofie Darling
He tossed his hand onto the table, face down. "It seems," he lied smoothly, "that the luck of the Vanes holds true. The fair is yours, Delilah." They retired to the card room, the air