Innocent Courtesan to Adventurer's Bride. Louise Allen

in a cloud, partly obscuring her sight, and she pushed it back. ‘You…libertine, you…’

      He took two strides across the platform and caught her wrists in his hands before she could strike him. ‘Do you seek to insult me, Celina? You will have to do rather better than that. I will willingly admit to libertine. Rake as well, for I can see that word forming on those very pretty lips of yours. Come then, let me give you stimulus for your vocabulary.’ And he pulled her to him, bent his head and kissed her.