Clara didn't wake up until the next afternoon, feeling uncomfortable all over, with hickeys covering her collarbone.

The sticky sensation on her body had disappeared. Matthew had already cleaned her up a bit.

By the time evening came and Matthew returned, Clara was still lying in bed.

"Clara, have you been lying around all day? Are you hungry?" Matthew asked.

"Of course I'm hungry. I want steak and ravioli," Clara replied, pulling the covers over her head and ...