Chapter 38

"Never thought you’d feel the likes of that on your skin again, eh, sir?" Eddie, the mansion's butler, asked.

"Sod off, Eddie. The wife wanted to have a little sun, so be it!" Shawn smiled. They were in the garden, sunbathing with as little morning sunlight as they could find. It'd been two weeks since the two had slept together, and since then, Catherine had become moody and her morning sickness was getting worse by the day, and right now, they were both lying down in the grass doing God knows what.

Shawn turned his face towards the sun, closing his eyes as he let the warmth spread over his skin. "It’s perfect," he murmured as he peered at his wife, who had closed her eyes and seemed to be fast asleep now. Her pale, smooth skin shimmered in the lights. "Or it would be if it weren’t so bloody cold."

Eddie chuckled. "It’s not as cold as that, sir. The lake hasn’t frozen this year. Just a few patchy spots, not that cold."

Reluctantly, Shawn turned away from the sun and opened his eye