When Vera Xavier realized what she was doing, she found that he had already swept her up into a dizzying haze of passion.
She struggled to collect her scattered thoughts and scratched him across the back. The pain made him pause, and he stared at her with a gaze as wild as a beast's.
Vera whispered, "It's getting late. You should go! Otherwise, your mom is sure to give me a hard time!"
Nathaniel's voice was low and hoarse. "Not early? I suppose not. If it were a little earlier, I could have slept with you before I left."
'Vera had been hearing him use that word a lot lately. She had a sneaking suspicion that if this happened a few more times, he'd soon 'sleep' with her in the truest sense of the word.'
She cleared her throat and said the boldest thing she'd ever uttered in her life: "That's true. But such a short amount of time wouldn't live up to your renowned prowess."
'The moment the words left her mouth, she wanted to bite her tongue off!'
