‘I love you, Rebekka Remington. I will never look at another woman again. I don’t have to, because the one I’ve always wanted is in my bed, balancing on my balls, and I’ve just told her I’m so fucking obsessed with her that I need to put babies in her.’ A small smile tugs her lips. ‘Saved by your quick tongue, yet again. So why are we going to the strip bar?’
