Seraphina Quinn instinctively took a step back.
But the glass wall of the bathroom was right behind her. She had nowhere to retreat.
It wasn't that she was unwilling, just that Damian Fairchild's request was so sudden it left her at a loss.
Her lips parted as she looked at Damian Fairchild's handsome face, so close to hers. "...Why so sudden?"
Damian Fairchild began to kiss her neck, his husky voice laced with temptation. "What? Not in the mood?"
The man's hot breath made Seraphina Quinn's entire body feel like it was burning up.
She tilted her neck back slightly, panting, her voice soft and delicate. "No... it's not that. It's just... after the flight, and it's so late, I'm a little tired."
The subtext of her words was that she didn't want to do it.
But Damian Fairchild's goal was clear.
He wanted her to get pregnant with their second child.
Besides, he was already aroused. If he didn't go through with it, he would be uncomfortably pent-up.
