Chapter 178 Epilogue
- Sable
- Three Months Later The room is quiet, and the ceiling fan spins lazily overhead in the afternoon sunlight filtering through the gauzy white curtains I chose for our new bedroom.
- Trystan nuzzles his face against my growing belly, feathering tiny kisses down my side. Even though I’ve already been satisfied thoroughly, his lips brushing along my skin send my libido back into overdrive.