Wedding-Night Baby

‘I thought you’d be one of those macho types convinced their iron constitution can withstand anything. Or are you a fitness freak?’

‘You’re smarting, but don’t take your frustrations out on me. I’m not renowned for being the suffer-in-silence type.’

She gave a loud sniff. ‘I can imagine what you’re renowned for,’ she snapped nastily.

He caught hold of her arm as she stalked past him. ‘And what would that be?’ he enquired silkily.