How to train your fratboy Ch 3
It wasn't working. Terror thrashed in his chest as the girl tiptoed to the top of the stairs and stepped lightly on to the landing, her intelligent emerald eyes already locked to his. She was elegant and beautiful. His new owner, confident and comfortable in her lightly freckled skin. "Hey piggy piggy" she intoned playfully, "I'm Lady Katherine". She looked gentle, but he knew from experience that red-heads could often be subtle, deceptive, and wild, and as she gracefully descended the...