Chapter 289
- -Beth
- I woke the next morning to the scent of Zade's cologne lingering on the pillow beside me, the sheets warm from where his body had been. I stretched, my muscles sore in the best kind of way, my thighs aching with the memory of the night before. A slow smile tugged at my lips.
- My husband was a fucking menace—and I loved every second of it.