Page 58 of Native Hawk
“Q’ut!”He threw up his hands in frustration. “You’re a virgin.”
“I cannot help that.” She lowered her eyes and murmured, “Besides, Miss Hattie said I would be lucky to have you for my first.”
“Miss Hattie?” He shook his head in disbelief. “And how doesMiss Hattieknow that?”
“She said she can tell.”
Drew exhaled and tried to rub the frown from his brow. “The truth is I’m not the kind o’ man who goes around plowin’ other farmers’ fields.”
She gave him a quizzical look. “Plowing? Farmers?”
“Look, Cat, you told me you were plannin’ on gettin’ married…maybe even next week. I don’t know how things are in Italy, but in California, it ain’t right to make love to another man’s wife.”
“But I might never get married.”
“Oh, you’ll get married. A lady as pretty as you?”
“Maybe I do notwantto get married.”
“Well, if you don’t want to get married, then why are you so eager to have sex?”
She smugly crossed her arms. “I could ask you the same thing.”
