Still swollen inside me, Jack came down on top of my body, pressing me into the mattress. His weight felt good, warm and solid. He cupped my head in his hands and untied the blindfold as he kissed me.

"Tears?" he asked as he wiped them away with the silk. "What's wrong?"

"Not a damn thing," I said in a shaky voice, gazing up into his eyes. "Happy tears. Goofy but true."

"If you say so." Propped up on his elbows to keep from crushing me, he kissed each of my ...