Chapter 16
Layla made her usual rounds, thoughts of Declan running through her head. She couldn’t wait to be back in his arms, his mouth roaming along her neck, his hands sending her on a trip down pleasure lane. Hot sparks of longing erupted in her core, and she loved how just thinking of him could bring her on the brink of ecstasy. It was more than the pleasure, though. He made her happy.
“I know that look,” Ethel said as she rolled up beside Layla in her wheelchair.
Embarrassment sent heat to Layla’s cheeks. “What look?”
“You went and fell in love, didn’t you?” Ethel sighed. “Can’t say I blame you. I’ve seen the man, and if I was younger, I’d be all over that.”
“Well, thank heavens you’re not. I don’t think I could compete with the likes of you.”
Ethel swatted her hand, her bracel
