(Lizzie POV)
The door is unlocked as I insert the key and twist it, which becomes one of the most satisfying things. I step into the house, pleased to return to the ever so familiar ambience of the house that I missed. The keys are set on the table, beside the door, and I take off my shoes.
I head upstairs with the thrill to the thought of returning to my husbands.
The door to my personal bedroom is cracked open. I pushed the door open, slowly, in hopes to not disturb anyone.
There, Dean lies on the bed, looking insanely attractive with loads of sexiness swathed over him. The bed sheets only come up to his hips, hiding his masterpiece and leaving his perfect, toned chest covered by the tiny hairs, which I can never get enough of, out in the open.
I can't help but to lick my lips at th
