For Ella, both being near him and catching his knowing eye from across the room were equally satisfying in her mind. However, as she watched him trek toward the refreshment table, she decided to follow his lead and, as he leaned across the table to get his new drink, she closed the distance between them and leaned toward his ear. "In the study, tie as a blindfold," she murmured and took a sip of her drink.
She turned and leaned back against the table, grinning mischievously. The faster they could get the hell out of here the better. Who cared that the Minister had spawned a bastard child, anyway?