Zachary leaned in close to my ear with a mischievous smile and whispered, "What explanation? Any position you want, you got it."

Hearing him being so unserious again, I blurted out, "Bullshit! That’s not what I meant."

"Then what is it?" He smirked. "How about we make a baby? As punishment, I won’t use a condom tonight…" Whenever Zachary and I were alone, he always lost his sense of propriety.

I could barely bring myself to look at him. Shooting ...