"I'll take any opportunity that comes to me in that respect," Jack replied, not even remotely as evenly as he might have in other circumstances, since in this circumstance his mouth had better things to do than frame words. Such as trace her jawline and down her throat with kisses.

And further down to her collarbone and breasts once he actually got her on the bed. For a second, whatever parts of him weren't occupied reeled. Even here in the Inn, even after they'd had more than one near miss, he couldn't quite believe that he was really in Phryne Fisher's bed.