Chapter 67

“Theo,” she begged. “I'll do anything you say, but, no more—please. I'll stay—I'll stay, but please make love to me properly…”

And that was the point where she took something from him. It was in his eyes when he rose, then picked her up to carry her to the bedroom. She saw pain and remorse for the tactic he'd used to gain her surrender. Then she saw him begin a terrible battle with himself that she feared he was actually going to win.

But he didn't. And, strangely, their lovemaking then was the sweetest, gentlest, most deeply felt experience they had shared.

Later, he dropped her off at her hotel to get her things ready with the promise to be back in an hour to collect her. “You won't come in and wait?” she asked.

He shook his dark head. “No, I won't come in,” he answered. “I—have things to do,” he excused himself.

She took the opportunity to find a pharmacy and got a morning after pill which she took. She knew she wa