She opened her eyes slowly and yawned tiredly. She looked around the room and her eyes caught with the wall clock.
“It’s morning already,” she muttered tiredly. She looked around the room slowly and memories of last night appeared in her head. All she could remember was her falling into the pool and how Adrian had brought her home. She could still recall being in the fireplace that night and how she had slept in the bosom of a man who would be no other person than her husband.
“Adrian,” she muttered slowly as she sat up right.
Everything that happened last night began to play in her head and though she was subconscious of everything happening around her, she could remember feeling his warmth as they laid together at the fireplace. A wry smile appeared on her lips and she wondered why he
