Chapter 11

She sighed. No, it wouldn’t be right. She could never offer him more than her body and Irish seemed like the type that would get jealous and possessive of her. She needed to steer clear of any entanglements like that so that she would be ready and willing when Nathan came to his senses. Eventually he would realize that he really wanted her in his life, not some society chick with good connections. She folded up the note again, a prick of disappointment stabbing her gut. If she was free and clear to date, Irish would definitely be her first choice, but leading him on when she really wanted someone else wasn’t fair. No, she would have to go without another one of those spectacular orgasms. At least she’d had two. It felt disloyal to admit that the orgasms she’d had last night were better than the ones she’d had with Nathan, but it was true. Maybe it was the tequila and her enhanced state of relaxation that made her climaxes feel so much more. She had always been completely satisfied with