Chapter 117

"Quentin called me an hour after you left and told me you took back your pussy."

"Yeah, he told me you'd called and said you were just joking about owning my pussy, and you weren't expecting me to show up today. I said, 'Fine, let me talk to him to confirm that.' He knew he was busted."

"Now that he isn't here, can you tell me what the hell that was all about? I don't own your pussy."

She smiled. "You might, if I don't take it back. I thought about what you told me, that you'd never surrender full breeding rights to a beautiful woman you cared for. While I might end up having a black child with someone if Quentin and I have an open relationship, and I wouldn't be ashamed or embarrassed to have a black baby, I don't want that to be my only choice. It would be different if Quentin were having sex with me too, and it just happened someone else made me pregnant. But if the only people