Athena
“Your husband will see you now, Mrs. King.”
Okay, that’s just oddly familiar and I know he was making fun of me. I rolled my eyes and walked past him and there I saw my supposed husband in his swimming trunks with his luscious body in full display.
Oh, he’s worth the drool. Did I really marry that man? Wait. I thought this was his private space. Why am I seeing—
“Mrs. King is here, sir.” Jason announced and I gasped when he raised his voice as he did. Suddenly, all eyes were on me and all I wanted was to run away from that place.
From the other side of the pool, I saw him like those I see in the Olympics if not much better than those athletes. I can see how his muscles moved as he swims and I can’t help but stare.
How could the heavens put such perfection to a single man?
