HE LED ME TO MY ROOM and after I’d stepped inside, closed the door behind me. Turning to face me, he considered me for a moment. His eyes trailed over my body, and I was aware that I was clad only in a towel. My body was exhausted enough that the flutter it gave me was muted, and I didn’t think I was in any danger of falling prey to his wonderful body once more.
“What?” I asked when he didn’t say anything.
“Are you on the pill?”
My eyebrows shot up at the question. Did he just ask... “What?” As soon as the question was out of my mouth, I felt like a moron. Of course he wanted to know whether or not I was on the pill. He’d just come in me—twice. And we hadn’t used a condom.
Jesus, and I’m a damn nurse!
My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. If someone else had done what I’d just done, I’d
