They were propped up against the headboard braced by pillows, sipping on the ice cold chardonnay she'd brought.

"So what made you get into drug enforcement?" Alix asked.

"What made you go for law?" he shot back.

"I'll answer your question if you'll answer mine," she teased.

"Fair enough. But you first." He grinned. "Remember, you belong to me this weekend so I set the rules."

She sobered for a moment. "I thought maybe you were kidding ...