I think that was the moment I realized I was in love with him. Oh, not the forever kind - I was a long way from that. But he was so kind, so giving, I couldn't help losing a little piece of my heart right then and there. The big, tough biker werewolf was such a sweetheart in bed that tears stung my eyelids behind the blindfold. Even if I never saw Jackson again after this night, he'd have left a mark on my heart for all eternity.

He didn't linger on my breasts, which was a ...