Sinful Truths. Anne Mather

‘You certainly know how to flatter a girl, Jake. I’d forgotten how charming you can be.’

      ‘You don’t need me to flatter you, Isobel.’ Jake swung his jacket off the chair and shouldered his way into it. Then, almost reluctantly, he added, ‘You know how bloody attractive you are. You always have. I guess that was why I found it so hard to trust you. I knew it was only a matter of time before you found some other mug to add a little excitement to our marriage.’