Bab 95: Juan Mira

His hands trailed to her bra; he thought against unhooking it. His heart wanted this; in fact, his entire body wanted this.

But what if it was just a one-time thing, like other ladies? After getting intimate with her once, he wouldn't want to touch her anymore, and that would break her.

He wasn't a fan of sleeping with a woman twice; it's not that he didn't want to, but after sleeping with a woman, he suddenly lost interest in her.

Yes, it was a bad lifestyle, and no one knew that better than him, but he couldn't stop it. Maybe it was his curse.

Grace felt his movement stop; she wondered what was always restraining him.

"Or we could just watch the cows," she suggested, and he zipped her gown and nodded. "Let's do that."

She nodded with a sad look; maybe she wasn't pleasing enough for him. She sighed heavily. "How long will we be here?"