Chapter: 1988

Her concern was genuine-his passion often left her aching the following day, and with colleagues around, discretion was paramount.

“Ask nicely," Jonathan whispered against her ear, sending pleasant shivers down her spine.

"Please..."

"Promise not to bite this time, and I'll try to be gentle."

Embarrassed, Bethany covered his mouth with her palm. “Must you say such things? It sounds peculiar."