She cried out in pain, protesting his roughness.
"I'm a nurse, you know. I know how to take precautions. The moment I feel a cold coming on, I take medicine. I wouldn't end up like Lara Nash, burning up and unconscious, needing someone to look after her!"
His expression softened slightly, but he still wouldn't let her off the hook. He pinned her against the large bed and relentlessly demanded, "So, how intimate have you and Sean Donovan gotten?"
'He was certain she hadn't slept with Sean Donovan, but any other form of intimacy was also unacceptable. He had to know.'
Naomi Shaw felt like his questions were going to drive her insane. 'What is he even doing in the middle of the night? Is he going to let me sleep or not?' she thought. She snapped back at him, "We've held hands!"
