‘I will not be sharing your bed.’ Gypsy was terrified that sleeping with Rico would crumble her precious defences…He already had so much control—too much control. If he had her, then he would have it all.
He shrugged. ‘We both know if I started kissing you that I could have you on the bed in the back of this cabin within minutes…But with respect to our daughter I’ll desist from making my point here and now.’