I felt the covers being thrown to the side as he jumped to retrieve his pajamas from the floor. His eyes flew to where he was, pulling them back. Seeing him standing there, with his broad bronzed shoulders still slightly covered in sweat, with his exposed belly, I swallowed hard at how sensual he seemed. My body still trembled with the sensations he had erupted inside me and I wanted more. He left talking on the phone, without me being able to say anything else.
- Frank... I pleaded with tear-filled eyes. I was sure this was the moment to ask him if everything was true and be honest. To tell him that Alice was his daughter. Our daughter.
- Damn it, Lola. What do you want? For me to propose to you and beg you to say you love me? Give up. You and I know why we're here, and you did your par
