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nodded, horrified to imagine him suffering such violence.
‘It’s a reminder from a long time ago to not forget who I am or where I came from.’
Nessa didn’t like how it almost sounded like a warning. ‘That sounds serious.’
Luc looked at her. ‘My scar isn’t serious. What is serious is that we didn’t use protection.’
Nessa insides seized with icy panic when she remembered feeling the warm rush of his release. How could she have let that happen?
And then she ordered her sluggish brain to kick into gear and breathed a sigh of relief, tinged with something much more disturbing, like regret. Which was crazy. After her experience losing her mother, Nessa had never relished the prospect of becoming a mother that could die and potentially devastate her family. No matter how cute her little nephew was, or how envious she felt when she saw his special bond with her sister.
She’d taken birth control in college but had stopped soon after leaving, not deeming it necessary when it had never been necessary there. Now she felt supremely naive and foolish.
She forced herself to look at Luc. ‘I’m at a safe place in my cycle.’
Luc made a mirthless, almost bitter sound. ‘I’m supposed to take your word for it?’
Anger surged at herself for being so lax and at his accusatory tone. She stood up, pulling her shirt together and her skirt down, hair wild and loose. She mustered up every atom of dignity she could given the circumstances and said coolly, ‘Well, you’ll have to just take my word for it. There were two of us involved, so why weren’t you thinking of protection?’
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Because for the first time in a long time he’d been a slave to his base desires, and protection had been the last thing on his mind.
The realisation sent shards of jagged panic into Luc’s guts. How could he have forgotten one of his most stringent rules? He, who had vowed never to have children because he had no desire for a family. Family was anathema to him. And to forget that with this woman, of all women? She was the one most likely to turn around now and use this for her own gain. He might as well have just handed her a loaded gun.
Except even now, Luc was still acutely aware of Nessa’s state of déshabillé and how much he wanted to tip her back onto the sheets and take her again. He reached for his trousers, pulling them on angrily, disgusted with his lack of self-control.
He was in the grip of a tumult inside him that he didn’t know how to decipher or necessarily want to. All he knew was that what had just happened between him and this woman left anything else he’d ever experienced in the dust. It hadn’t just been mind-blowing sex. It had been something else. Something that had affected him on another level.
More disgust ran through him—he’d just done what he expressly forbade his own employees from doing. And now he’d made things exponentially worse by not using protection.
Nessa was looking at him and he realised she was pale. He knew he was being a bastard—it had been his responsibility to protect them. Not hers. He ran a hand through his hair. ‘Look, I’m sorry. I just... I don’t ever forget about something as fundamental as protection.’
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