" Have you no care for your reputation?” She stepped toward him until she was so close he fancied he breathed the same air as she and when she tilted her face up to look at him he saw that she wasn’t nearly as calm as he’d imagined. “No,” she murmured, her voice a siren’s song, “none at all.” “Then I’ll be damned if I will,” he muttered and kissed her. "

― Elizabeth Hoyt , Duke of Midnight (Maiden Lane, #6)