Olivia

"You've really thought this through," I said, disturbed by how methodical he was about the whole thing.

"I never enter a negotiation without a strategy." He moved closer still, his heat radiating against me. "Which brings me back to the non--negotiable aspect of our arrangement."

My mouth went dry. "The sex."

"Yes." His voice dropped to a dangerous purr. "The sex."

"I'm not a prostitute, Mr. Carter."

"I never suggested you were. ...