Book Three: Less Than Conventional
RIGBY'S POV:
I'm willing to try, I remind myself as a sleeping Clover wraps herself around Ziggy.
I struggle to control my expression, rein in my jealousy, but it's near impossible. Every part of me wants to cross the room and pull my girl away from him.
Except I have no more claim to her than he does. She's no more my girl, than she is his.
She mumbles something in her sleep but I'm too far away to hear.
Standing to my feet, I approach the bed. Not because I want to pull them apart but because I want to hear her clearer.
I hadn't been aware that Clover talked in her sleep and the sudden realisation makes me see her slightly differently. The incredibly sexy woman before me is surprisingly cute.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, in a hushed whisper I
