Chapter 66

• “Yes, you do,” he insisted, stripping the towel from his hips and tossing it aside before he reached for the sheet to cover them. “I take care of my own. And until you prove otherwise, you now belong to me—so don't even think about taking a morning-after pill. And also,” he added with husky promise, “I want you here. Can you tell me honestly that you do not want to be here too?”
• She couldn't. He knew it. She might claim he was the wrong man for her, but when it came down to it he was the one she wanted. The only thing she said was, “Fine,”
• But she had every intention of taking a morning-after pill. She had to, but she didn't have to tell him that. Reaching across her to put out the light, he kissed her delicious mouth as he settled down beside her, then pulled her into his arms.