" She faced him. “I have to, Lee. In a few weeks, you’ll be gone. Until then, there’s nothing more between us than sex.” “You mean really great sex.” She let out a short, painful laugh. “Spectacular sex. But that’s all this is. Hell, my biological clock will be going off soon. What would you do then?” “Get rid of the condoms. "

― Rachel Grant , Concrete Evidence (Evidence, #1)