Excerpt of I've Got My Duke to Keep Me Warm by Kelly Bowen

Well, shit. He deserved that. “Who are you?”

She smiled at him, the first genuine smile he had seen,
and it did strange things to his chest.

“I am… just Gisele.”

That was helpful. He knew nothing more about her than he
knew last night. Annoyance bubbled up again. “Very well
then Just-Gisele, since you won’t tell me anything useful
about yourself, would you be so kind as to enlighten me
as to what it is you’d like me to do should I accept your
generous offer of employment?”

Her smile turned brittle. “Not yet.”

“Not yet?” Jamie’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline.
“How the hell am I supposed to make a decision based on
not yet?”

The ice queen shrugged. “You’ll have to trust me.”

Jamie closed his eyes, fighting for patience. “Will I
need to steal something?”

“Unlikely.”

“Kill someone?”

“Hopefully not.”

“Blow something up?”

“You’re familiar with explosives?”

His eyes popped open at the undisguised interest in her
last question. What the hell kind of woman used the
word explosives the way most used the word marmalade? Or
teapot?

“Yes?” He was afraid of his answer. Truth be told, he
was a little afraid of her at the moment.