own room.”
“And do what? You’re more entertaining than the soap operas on TV right now.”
“Fuck off.” Jack slammed the door in his face, then sidled back to Morgan. “Where
were we?”
She couldn’t stop the smile curling up her lips. “With you having the fantasy that you
could keep me and love me forever.” “Still having that fantasy.” He cupped her face in
his large, warm hands, and stared at her with dark, hungry eyes. “Can you make it come
true, cher?”
“Thanks to you, I know who and what I am now.” She brushed a solemn kiss across
his mouth. “Your wish is my command…sir.”