Chapter Twenty-one
She drove through the streets of Wynter, deeply satisfied to see people out and about, cars coming and going. She knew they had a long way to go to get Wynter back to what it once was and beyond, but she was proud of the momentum that had begun.
It was a bright, beautiful Sunday morning, and she was enjoying her drive to work. After waking up alone, she’d have thought she’d had the most vivid, wonderful fantasy-dream yet, if it weren’t for the incredible soreness between her legs. After falling asleep initially, Faith had woken up to wandering hands and lips, which had sent them into a second round of lovemaking before again sleep called. Though she wasn’t entirely surprised to find Wyatt gone when she awoke, she’d been very sad. She’d have been worried if it weren’t f
