Charlotte's cheeks flushed even deeper at the low, magnetic sound of Timothy's voice.
Most of her consciousness the night before had been clouded by strong liquor, and she was convinced the man was just a one-night stand, someone she would never see again after they slept together.
She never would have imagined that not only would they meet again, but the man was none other than Major General Hollander, who came from an immensely powerful background...
She spoke nervously, her voice tinged with guilt. "General Hollander, I'm so sorry, but please let me explain... What I said last night was just flirting in the heat of the moment. I didn't take contraceptives, but don't worry, I won't get pregnant!"
Timothy frowned slightly, then raised an eyebrow, his voice deep as he said, "Charlo
