An arm reached for the nightstand drawer and when he brought the condom between us, he gave me one more chance to hit the brakes. “We can save this for another night.” “Why are you trying to talk me out of having sex with you?” He kissed the tip of my nose. “Because tonight will be the best damn time I’ve had in years. I want that for you too. No regrets.” “No regrets.” He held my gaze, searching for a shred of doubt. He wouldn’t find one.
