Prologue
His eyes went back to the woman. His gaze took in the naked body on the rumpled bed. She isn't bad, not bad at all, he thought. A fire began to smolder within him. Besides, he chuckled, she's got what I need.
He walked to the sleeping figure, the heat boiling up inside him.
"Wake up," he said.
She stirred, opened her eyes, and, with a smile, reached for him. "Ready to try it again?" she asked, her voice a husky whisper.