Not trusting her voice, she nodded at the apology that revealed a little more than she'd expected. Apparently, she wasn't the only one acting out of character. A twinge of gratification surfaced, but was snuffed out by an unwelcome flash of guilt.
What the hell just happened? Haven bit back a moan as sinfully yummy tremors rose along her spine. His gorgeous mouth had been a scant millimeter from her ear, and his long, calloused fingers slid along the length of her neck, riding the line between her skin and her hair. She'd never noticed before, but apparently it was a very sensitive spot, an undiscovered g-spot the duke worked like he'd known its secret location all along.
She straightened and turned, hesitating a moment before heading toward the rise he'd indicated earlier. The duke stayed where she'd left him, a dark look upon his face.