He stared into my eyes, and for some reason, I couldn’t tear my gaze from his. Damn, those startlingly blue eyes of his.
“I’ll…I’ll have to call home and ask Elvira to tell Uncle John I’ve got some classwork to catch up on.”
“Elvira?” If he said Oom poppa mow mow, I was going to…well, no, not knock him down—he was too big and too deliciously handsome for that. But I’d find something to do to him. Possibly shag him silly?
“My uncle’s housekeeper.” Although Mum and I tended to believe she wanted to be more than that. They were both mean-spirited people who deserved each other if that was the case.
“Am I correct in thinking you have no fondness for this Elvira?”
“Erm…yes?” And I got my wish to see Dr. Autry’s smile. I wanted to groan and lick his lips. That smile…that beautiful smile…“Anyway, Uncle John is a big believer in waste not, want not,” I said distractedly.
“By the way, Beth returned the scalpel you lent her.”