Chapter 43 The Freedom To Cry
- Eloise opens the door to find him propped up in bed, reading on his phone. He looks sexy with his messy hair and the sheet covering one leg. He glances up and does a double-take. A lazy smile runs over his lips.
- “Morning,” he said, his voice husky.
- “Didn’t mean to take so long. I took a wrong turn in there,” she joked.