" How are you, Maggie? And don’t poker up on me. I don’t think either of us was expecting this.” “I am… I am…” She glanced around the room, anywhere but at his serious dark eyes. “You are very proficient at kissing.” “With you, it seems I am. Enthusiastic, too.” She sensed there was some hidden male meaning to his last comment. She did not like that she couldn’t puzzle it out. She felt heat creeping up her neck. “And now I’ve made you blush.” He slung an arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple. “I didn’t intend it to become that kind of kiss, but I’m not sorry it did. If that makes me a cad and a bounder, so be it. That kiss was worth any invective you want to hurl at me.” He stepped away, leaving Maggie only slightly less confused. “You liked it then?” “Yes, Maggie Windham.” He looked her right in the eye. “I liked it. I liked it a lot.” *** "
― Grace Burrowes , Lady Maggie's Secret Scandal (The Duke's Daughters, #2; Windham, #5)