Sophisticated Seduction

‘What is it?’ he questioned her neutrally.

‘Virginia is old. I mean—’ She stopped in confusion because, of course, he was even older.

Nicholas had moved, his face properly visible to her once more, and she saw that he was laughing at her, revealing strong, healthy teeth, white and even.

‘You mean she’s an adult.’

‘I mean she can’t always be your responsibility,’ Bridget persevered. ‘Let her live her own life.’