“Really?” I quipped.
“Yes, really.” He stared up at me with intense eyes. “Blair, you are the most beautiful, sexy, spirited woman I know. Not to mention, the best damned horsewoman I’ve ever seen—even if you sometimes scare the s**t out of me. You know I almost gave up my poker game for you, until you came barging in the other night?”
I looked at him completely stunned.
“But let’s get one thing straight. You’re married to me, I’m your husband, and there can be only one person in charge in this relationship. That’s going to be me. You can cry and whimper and rant and rave all you want, but that’s the way it is. Not only will you mind my wishes, you’ll be cheerful about it, and you’ll be the lusty little vixen in bed that we both know you are. From now on, Mrs. Montgomery, you’re not goi
