Chapter 127

Howard's lips moved lower, stopping at the small mole above Megan's chest. It was then that she finally spoke. "I don't want this," she said. Howard didn't stop. "Are you going to force me?" she asked, her hands pressing against his hair. He paused for a breath, still unwilling to let go. "Meg, what happened in Farisia was an accident. We can have another child." Heat surged through him, every muscle strung tight as he pulled her close. "If that's what you want, go to Alyssa," she said, her voice breaking. "You've been with her all this time. I'm sure you've already slept with her." Tears roughened every word. "Howard, don't do this to me. I feel dirty." She wept harder, her chest rising and falling in jagged, painful breaths. His brows drew together. In the end, he couldn't stand to make her cry. He pushed up and sat back, taking in the wreck of sheets and her half-undone clothes. The desire didn't vanish. He pulled his hand from beneath her blouse and turned away. Swallow