She hadn’t for one second believed he wouldn’t follow her to the guest room next to his suite, but she hated that he seemed to be calling all the shots. Jay wanted a sexual relationship, free of any emotional entanglements. Bridgett worried that—even with his abrupt betrayal all those years ago—her heart might still be susceptible to him. Even worse, she hated that the rest of her body seemed to be all in with Jay’s “sex only” proposal. She feigned sleep as his body cocooned around hers, the heat of his naked skin warming her through her flimsy nightgown. The rasp of his late-day stubble brushed against her bare shoulder and Bridgett couldn’t hold back her tremor of arousal any longer. Jay instantly wrapped an arm around her midsection, pulling her in closer. When his lips found the delicate skin beneath her ear, she let out a contented sigh. “Do your best, but I’m still not going to tell you who the baby’s father is.”
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