“Puis-je demander une faveur de plus?” Can I ask for one more favor? “What is it you want now, my needy Frenchman?” “Un autre trésor.” Another treasure. Taken completely aback, I burst out an incredulous laugh. “We got married five minutes ago, and you already want a baby? Want to try a little marriage first?” “Non,” he says softly, pinning my wrists and settling between my legs, his eyes dropping down to my breasts and beyond, before bringing them back up to mine.
