“By the way, I'm not yours,' I told him. 'I don't belong to anyone but myself. Nothing changes that.'

'What if I just wanted a piece of you?' He shifted the reins to his other hand. 'A tiny piece that belonged to me? I can think of a few I would love to have, Princess.'

My cheeks warmed. 'I bet you can.'

His laugh was rough and deep. 'Tell me what piece of you I can have. It can be any piece of your choosing. Whatever it is, I'll take it.' His chin grazed my cheek. 'It will be my most prized possession.”