Her lengthy, damp hair cascaded over her slender shoulders.

She possessed a captivating allure that would ensnare any man who laid eyes on her.

Half-kneeling, she grasped his hand. "Could you get me the morning-after pills?"

Marcus leisurely rested one hand behind his head.

He silently admired her for a moment. After a while, he grinned and said, “If you get pregnant, we'll have the baby. My father is looking forward to having a grandson anyway, or perhaps another granddaughter."