Chapter 132

Clara couldn't read Arthur, so she instinctively leaned back. "Mr. Kensington, are you trying to set me up with someone?"

"I could." Arthur's broad shoulders loomed as he bent closer, nearly engulfing her. His voice was smooth, coaxing. "So, what kind of guy do you want to have fun with?"

The earlier words had slipped out before Clara could stop them. If she backed down now, he would only laugh at