Back at Michael's apartment, passion suddenly overcame them, and they made love fiercely and with great enthusiasm. Later, as they still lay nude together in his bed, Michael broached a difficult subject. “Sweetheart, how do you want to handle this relationship?”
“What do you mean?” Sheridan asked bracing her arm on his shoulder and levering herself upright enough to look into his eyes.
Michael struggled to explain. “Well, as intoxicating as this intimacy is, we still have to go on with regular life. Tomorrow is Sunday, and naturally, I want to spend the day together with you, but what about after that?”
“I don't know. Now that you're mine, I don't want to let you out of my sight, not ever.” She wrapped her arms around his powerful chest and laid her head back on his shoulder. His finge
