2 LUSTS CAN MAKE A RIGHT
But Ruth appeared at the entrance to the living room and my entire body tensed like someone had caught us making out behind the lockers in high school.
“Good evening, sir, ma’am,” she said, her eyes politely looking past the fact that my husband had his face buried in my neck while I was perched on his lap like his personal comfort pillow.
“Evening,” I muttered, trying to sit up straighter, only for Dominic’s hand to flatten on my stomach and pull me back into him. My cheeks heated instantly.
Ruth cleared her throat faintly. “Everything is set, sir.”
He lifted his head, nodded at her once, then tightened his arm around me again, practically caging me in place. Ruth left, pretending as if she
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