"We can always try again." I stiffened as unwelcome hands accompanied by a seductive tone slid up my bare torso, leaving me cursing Rakon. Best friend or not, I was going to kill him for letting her in here.
“Not now Myrna.” I stepped away from my eager wife and started to button up my garment. Her entire invitation was as unwelcome as her hands were on my skin and her presence in my study. After the news from the midwives, she’d cried her eyes out, but once those tears dried, she had been intent on having me bed her and giving her a child. Something I was unwilling to do even if my life depended on it, but she’d kept seeking me out anyway.
Dressed in one of those flimsy gowns, she'd discarded the cloak that had hidden it and was now freely flaunting all there was to see through it. But
