Chapter 35

He’s still watching the road with quick glances at his mirrors. I sigh and wonder what I’ve let myself in for. It’s his ‘I know I’ve made up my mind, and I just need to make you see sense or bully you into it’ tone.

I mean, really! I know him better than most; he can be stubborn, overbearing, dominant, and sometimes terrifying. But he can also be protective, attentive, gentle, and extremely sweet.

“We shall,” I challenge masterfully. He narrows his brows and looks at me in a way I’ve never seen before, a cross between determination and lust and ‘challenge accepted.’

“I’ve new ways in which to bend your will to mine, Cara mia. New ways to torture you now that that sexy body of yours is no longer out of bounds. I wouldn’t test my limits if I were you,” he grins wickedly, and I sense the veiled threat, catching my breath in anticipation.

Well, this is new for us. I’ve never had the sexually competent Carrero make erotic promises of punishment and torture and act