I awoke on the Sunday morning in a warm bed with Theodore’s arms around me, my back was tight to his chest and he snored gently. I smiled broadly, unable to restrain a giggle at the happiness that filled me. My giggle disturbed Theodore and he released his tight grip on me, allowing me to wriggle out of the bed.
I slipped on his heavy robe and his scent filled my senses. I wrapped it around me and tiptoed towards the library, careful not to waken him. I noticed my hips and thighs throbbed dully as I moved and smiled at the reminder that my body gave me my wedding night passion.
The fire roared in the library and the grandfather clock in the corner informed me it was early. I made my way into the great room and startled a hotel maid who had been building the fire and caused her to drop lo
