Chapter 20
Jacob
I finished my shower in her small condo bathroom. Soon my wife would see my mansion in Bel Aire, my penthouse in Manhattan, and any number of my properties around the world. All had showers where I could stretch.
For now I dried myself off and saw my wife, with her hair wet from her shower before me, now on the phone in the living room, strutting around in her sexy black underwear.
It was exactly what I thought she had on the first time I saw her.
She talked as she paced. Then she turned and hung up the phone. She came over and helped me button my shirt as she said, “My sister Ridley’s been talking to Frank.”
My eyebrow lifted and as I asked, “Yeah?”
She finished with my shirt and said, “She’s having issues in Texas.”
Was she in a rush? I rested my hands on her hip
