“When you said you were going to ruin me for all other men, forever? I’m afraid you might not have been exaggerating.” His chest shakes against my shoulders with a low rumble of laughter. The timbre of his voice is a soft caress when he says, “I wasn’t exaggerating. Why? Do you plan to sleep with other men after me?” My gaze locks on his in the mirror, breath catching as I take in the vulnerability in his eyes. “How could this ever work between us?” Without breaking eye contact, he presses another kiss to my temple. “How could it not?”
