MYKEL
I was losing control even if I tried hard to ignore that I was with my wife in a yellow two-piece suit. She was the epitome of a living goddess. And f**k me, she knew when to tease—when I was vulnerable and at her mercy.
She was attracted to me, and I felt she didn’t try hard to hide it. If we reached that part, I didn’t want her to regret it after. No matter how much I wanted to take her to bed, she was not ready for that. I would throw away those conditions she lay on the table, and I wasn’t sure she would take it lightly.
We got back to the mainland after dinner. Unfortunately, our time was limited, and she’d already mentioned her job. We had to fly back home early in the morning.
I went to bed. Adley was already sleeping. This time she was wearing a light pink skimp
