Chapter 29

His gaze was dark as he opened the cap and poured lube on his fingers. “You want to ride me, baby?”

I nodded fast and started to sit up. When Vincent leaned to reach for a condom in the bedside table, I stopped him with a hand on his chest. “I want you bare,” I whispered.

He froze, and I could practically see his thought process in his gorgeous, deep brown eyes. He blew out a breath. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I said, wholly confident. “I know you’re negative. They ran all the tests when you were in the hospital because you asked them to. I’ve got a paper I can show you from a few months ago. And I haven’t been with anyone else since that first time with you in the conference room.”

Vincent’s breath caught. “This is serious, then. You know that, right? This means something.”