Chapter 96 Another Woman

• Ava
• The gentle chirping of crickets outside my bedroom window filled the silence, the soft breeze floating in through the open window as I lazily traced shapes across Chris’s bare chest. The room was dimly lit solely by the single lamp on my bedside table, casting our skin in a warm amber hue.
• His skin was still beaded with a light sheen of sweat, the air smelling sweetly of passionate lovemaking. I still felt breathless, but in the most delicious way possible.