Mirabella's Pov
I am stuck alone.
Words whispered through tears, one which forged an uncommon bond with my own self. A lifeline that has kept me anchored.
I have lived alone.
Strived alone.
Survived alone.
Me against me.
Me for me.
Wrong.
I have a family, a complete family. My husband, my children, my mother in-law, my sister in-law, friends, well wishers, soldiers, business associates.
I am constantly surrounded by love.
Life is good.
Do you want to know what else is good? The. . .
"What might my beautiful wife be seriously thinking about?" Wet kisses meet my neck. I moan at the warmth of his tongue gliding down my neck line.
"Do you never get tired?"
My husband hums, his teeth nibbling my skin. "Perhaps stay in bed for as long as seven months and tell me if it doesn't buil
