"Hell. Princess. Don't you think things are getting the tiniest bit out of hand here? Hmm?"
With him not moving his hand an inch? Unlikely.
"Not when I can see how you want me."
"Want you? Is that what you think? That I want you? A McGurkie from clan McTinker?"
"I don't think. I know."
"But you don't think I have better respect than let you sit here, handing out your virginity in a cave to a man you know nothing about? Hmm?"
Her virginity? With difficulty she managed not to pop the buckle clear off the belt and across the cave floor. Who was this man? St. Callm of all the virgins?
Ignoring the tremor that coursed through her, she gave the belt another tug.
That desperation had blinded her to one pertinent fact--she didn't have a maidenhead--was something she couldn't afford to thi
