Chapter 19

Pierce spoke like he wanted to have a serious conversation…but his stare caressed her nipples, still tight and tingling from his attention. His penis began rising again.

An answering desire stirred between her legs.

She ignored it, plucking up her shorts and slapping them over her breasts. “No, we don’t.”

If she stayed, she feared they wouldn’t spend much time talking.

“Since you were a virgin, even if you’d rather not admit that, I’m assuming you’re not on birth control.”

She froze. She’d had no reason to be on birth control. And he hadn’t used a condom.

Brea’s mouth fell open on a silent gasp. She staggered back. How had she been so careless?

Pierce’s grip was the only thing that kept her from falling. “That’s what I thought. Where are you in your cycle?”

She couldn’t think beyond her dismay. “Pierce, please… I have to go.”

“Not until we figure out how likely you are to get pregnant.” His grip tightened. “Refusing to talk won’t