5
Tristan walked out of Magdalene College’s dorms and waved at the porter. Snow crunched beneath his boots, and he grinned at the flurry of memories from the evening. He’d gone to the pub to meet his favorite cousin, only to have the most tantalizing little creature just grab him and kiss him. Her bold, open responses had lit a fire inside him. He didn’t often pursue Americans for even one night of passion, but with Kat he wanted to make an exception. Risking his father’s wrath to taste her sweetness was an added incentive he couldn’t pass up.
There was no way he’d let a woman like her vanish, not after the kiss they’d shared. There was something about her, the way her eyes had softened into a dreamy look just after he’d stopped kissing her, like a princess born in a garden who’d only ev
