Page 29 of Bitter Heat

He rammed home. When she winced and tried to draw away, he gripped her nape, keeping their lips sealed as he came. She felt the warm gush of his seed and when he released her, she pressed kisses over his cheek and neck as he panted. She ran her hands down his damp flannel and smiled. Apparently, fucking could save someone even if they were frozen.

“We haven’t used anything,” she said quietly. “I’m on the shot, but we haven’t been using condoms.”

“I’m clean.”

So was she, but… “You don’t care if I’m on anything?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

He stepped back, leaving her on the counter, legs splayed and completely exposed.

“What do you mean, it doesn’t matter? How could it not matter? You’re not worried that I’d throw a paternity suit at you?”

He zipped his pants. “No.”

She reached for some paper towels to clean herself before she hopped down. She couldn’t believe his cavalier attitude. For someone who was obsessed with building an empire, she would have thought he would be more paranoid about hookups.

“I don’t understand,” she said as he picked up one of the sandwiches and took a bite.

“Don’t worry about it.”

She crossed her arms. “Why are you so casual about this?”

“I’m not casual.”

“You are. You didn’t talk about birth control before you hooked up with me, and you didn’t ask if I was clean either.”

“I assumed you would have said something if you weren’t clean.”

“And the birth control?”

“You’ve always been on something.”

“But you didn’t know that.”

He finished the sandwich and went for the soup.

“Roth!”

“What?”

“What aren’t you telling me?”

He eyed her over his bowl. “It would be impossible for you to get pregnant.”

“Why?”

“I got a vasectomy.”

There was a short silence in the kitchen as she tried to digest that. “You had a vasectomy? Why?”

“I would think that’s obvious.”

So he wouldn’t get all the women he fucked pregnant? Did he really fuck around that much that he had to get snipped? As she tried to process this information, a thought crossed her mind that made her go very still. “When?”

“When, what?”

“Whendid you get the vasectomy?”