“He swallows, his throat bobbing. “And just so you’ve got it straight, I don’t regret last night, and I don’t regret when we were together the first time.” My face grows impossibly hotter, and I tug at the hem of my dress. “I regret I didn’t do it right when we were together the first time, but I’d do it again.” He stops, and I think he’s done, but then he grins wickedly at me. “I have every intention of doing it again.”
Book:Hitting the Wall