Chapter 82

• “I know, baby. Me, too.” He kisses me again and we stand in each other’s arms for an extended time, holding each other, unable to part. The days are long without him. “I can’t wait to get this rug dirty tonight,” he mutters against my hair.
• My eyes widen in horror and I pull out of his arms. “We are not having sex on this rug… . like ever.”
• His eyes dance with delight, and he unzips his trousers as if I just issued him with the ultimate dare.