Chapter 72

• MEREDITH:
• Christian would have been happy for me. He had the determination to do things like this for me. Yes, he did. My Christian. Fatigue soon took over my body and I sort for the comfort of my man. Leaving, I went for Miles. At my entrance, I heard him moaning in agony, tossing and turning on the bed. He was mumbling something, clenching the hem of the sheets so tightly that I worried it would rip. He was distressed, sweating profusely.
• “Baby?” I walked to his side of the bed, placing my palm on his shoulder. It burned me, as he was hot.