“I daresay, you should give it a poking.”
“What a saucy lass you are. Get on the bed and I shall give you a proper poking.”
Danielle fluttered her eyelids and hid her expression. The Duke’s attentions could mean an escape from the kitchen. Who knew? Maybe even nurse… and a room upstairs. But she had to keep his interest.
“Good sir, perhaps instead of the peaches, you’d prefer something sweeter.”
“And what do you recommend?”
“Perhaps a cherry?”
Below, an ambulance blared by the hotel and the Duke broke character. “Can we just get naked? Our reservation’s at 8:00.”