“I wouldn't let him distract me. "Your accent gets thicker when you're being...improper.""Improper, is it?""Inappropriate.""Indelicate?" He waggled his brows just before her rounded a corner, disappearing into shadows.”

“Alexey Alexandorivich had seen nothing striking or improper in the fact that his wife was sitting with Vronsky at a separate table, in eager conversation with him about something. But he noticed that to the rest of the party this appeared to be something striking and improper. He made up his mind that he must speak of it to his wife.”

“He left slowly, as if he had to pry himself away before he something improper. A growing part of me wished he'd stayed.”

“The way his plump hand clutched at her hip seemed somehow improper; not morally, aesthetically.”

“Then, with a cheeky quirk of his brows, he leaned forward and murmured, “Would it be improper of me to admit that I am inordinately flattered by your attention tothe details of my face?”Anne snorted out a laugh. “Improper and ludicrous.”“It is true that I have never felt quite so colorful,” he said, with a clearly feigned sigh.“You are a veritable rainbow,” she agreed. “I see red and . . . well, no orange and yellow, but certainly green and blue and violet.”“You forgot indigo.”“I did not,” she said, with her very best governess voice. “I have always found it to be a foolish addition to the spectrum. Have you ever actually seen a rainbow?”“Once or twice,” he replied, looking rather amused by her rant.”

“Subject: Get back to workMissy,You're distracting me from the very important topic of workplace safety. How would you feel if I improperly climbed a ladder due to not learning the proper procedure and then fell to my death?Always,The Boy You Dream AboutP.S. I'm also a lost prince from a faraway land. Want to do me now?”