Luke's POV
I wanted to stay at Rhett’s house so f*****g bad last night. Birdie was being so good with my kids, and after she wore Ava out, she looked incredibly hot on that lounger with a book. It got dark too fast, and I couldn’t eye her anymore in that dark corner of the garden.
Our encounter in the kitchen could’ve turned into something more, but I didn’t want to risk getting caught by my wife. She put on a friendly face at Rhett’s, but the second we stepped into our home she didn’t say one word to me.
She was fed up with me. For what reason I had no idea. I didn’t bother though. I put West to bed and went straight to my office to stay up and watch some tv. I had to calm down before seeing her again. I couldn’t stand her being so damn annoyed with me.
It wasn’t our s*x that didn’t
