After getting in the car, Delphine curiously asked, "How did you persuade Benjamin?"
The man's gaze deepened, and he smiled, "Once you learn the painting lesson I taught you last night, I'll tell you."
Delphine's face flushed, and her large, dark eyes glared at him angrily, her ears turning red. What kind of painting lesson did he teach? Clearly it wasn't.
Seeing her cheeks as rosy as if she'd applied blush, quite different from the pale look when she first returned to the Leclair residence, Ignatius felt his heart stir, hugged her, and said with a deep laugh, "No rush, we have plenty of time to learn slowly."
The man thought of her slim waist and long legs, his gaze darkening as he smiled, determined to teach her sooner or later.
