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"We will?" His voice caroan and he snapped the coverlet over the bed as if a tornado had entered the room "What way is that?"

"Under the covers," Theo told hiht" He cared neither where nor how it took place as long as she would consider letting him back inside her delectable body

A few minutes later he learned that when his wife said "dark," she really and lalow, and then had to feel her way in the dark back to the bed

He heard a thurin For his part, his eyes adjusted quickly; he was used to stealing aboard ships in the dead of night

By the ti all over with less-than-altogether-controlled desire

But he had one last thing to tell her first

"I love you" He whispered it into the darkness, running his hands through her sleek hair "You’re too elegant for me, and too beautiful, and far too siven those drawbacks"

She snorted, but then she turned her head and kissed his wrist He’d take it

Ja He would keep the sheets over their heads, if that’s what she wanted He didn’t need light All he needed was her warloried in the way she arched toward hih of relief when his lips found hers, and her squeak of pleasure when he ran his fingers up her inside thigh, her ers moved on to wared the sheet, he pulled it back into place No words were exchanged, until he was kissing his way down her sto to do that, are you?"

Her voice caratified hi to keep his voice"I am I ht she , but it wasn’t in a Theo tone of voice, so he took it as a yes Surely she would be Daisy for him, now and then? Between the sheets?

She tasted like the sweetest nectar a god could wish for He licked and played and did all the things he spent seven years dreaive hi until he could feel tension building in her body When she was strung tight as a wire, her breath escaping in tiny gasps, he slowed down and practiced tore of breaking, he raised his head and said, from under the tented sheet, "I don’t think we should have babies, Daisy"

He heard a mumbled expletive, followed by a sharp "Don’t stop!"

"But I have so to say," he persisted "As I said, I don’t think we should have babies I’ve changed ently, and ran his thumb down all that silky skin

She trembled under his hands and then the sheet was snatched off and tossed to the side, and she cried, "What did you say?"

"No babies," he said, easing his finger into a passage so tight and wet and hot that he nearly came on the bed, in a way he hadn’t since he was sixteen He stifled a groan and dropped his hand down to readjust himself

"Why?" she asked in a husky whisper

"I’ll never be able to love anyone the way I love you I don’t think I ever have, in fact I’m a limited person I wouldn’t want to make a child feel unloved" It was a trifle manipulative, but at the sa any love left for a baby

He slid a second finger inside her She gave a little shriek