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“I’m scrupulous about protection, Daphne.”
“I’ve noticed.”
“And I’m healthy.”
I got what he was saying.
“Oh,” was all I could think to reply.
His voice lowered. “If it’s too soon for you, I understand. But if you’re taking something—”
I cut him off, stating, “I’m on the pill.”
“Your choice. No pressure. I just want that on the table.”
I knew men got more out of the experience when they went in ungloved.
But this was something different.
Ian Alcott, soon-to-be-earl of Duncroft couldn’t go around taking chances at being baby daddy to all his lovers. He was rich, but there was a lot at stake. Not just his legacy, and his money, but his reputation and the reputation of soon-to-be Earl Alcott.
That he would trust me to protect both of us said a lot.
“Oh shit. I’m going to get all weepy because you want to fuck me and trust me to take care of us.”
He smiled. “Darling.”
I jumped up and offered him my hand. “Let’s go fuck. We’ll see how we roll. I’m positive I’ll get over it when we’re in bed.”
He took my hand only after he rose from the couch, and said on a wicked grin, “I’m positive too.”
Thirty-Six
THE PICTURE
The next morning, I was in the bathroom and all was right in the world, because Ian had woken me by going down on me.
I loved what he could do with his cock, but he was a master with his tongue.
I’d blow-dried my hair and was sitting on the little bench covered in chocolate silk, putting makeup on at the wide and handy built-in makeup vanity, when I heard it.
A crash in the other room.
For a second, I froze.
Then I got up and raced into the other room.
Ian was standing in the sitting room, phone to his ear, head bent, hand at the back of his neck, and I saw one of the glasses from his personal drinks cabinet in shards on the floor.
“Yes, yes. I’m all right. Just find out who the fuck did this shit,” he snarled into the phone.
He then beeped it off, tossed it on the couch and scowled at the shards of glass.
“What’s happened?” I asked.
He turned to me. “I’ve paid for expedited tests. And my suspicions have been confirmed. The whisky had traces of Valium. The Amaretto, psilocybin.”
“Psilocybin?”
