Eric’s POV
Eric could barely concentrate on work as his mind was filled with the images of his wife. Specifically the image of her in his shirt, earlier on. He had woken up feeling like a new man with a wife. It had felt like a dream for him. Staying married for two years was longer than what he had expected because the night had been too long for him.
And when he had gone downstairs to get a bottle of water so he would have his one hour workout session, he had not expected to see his wife, in his shirt, looking sexy. The sight of the big shirt on her small body made his heart flutter. The way the shirt ended just under her butt and how she stood, backing him made his throat form a lump.
Images of her under him, giving her pleasure in his shirt had popped up in his head which made his
