My mum was looking at my husband like he one of the diamonds in my ring as she practically fanned herself.
Ewwww... yes I understand.
My husband is a hotty! And that accent… and then when his voice drops like that. I know to others it would sound deadly, to me… I’ve never had s*x in a restaurant restroom.
I wonder… stop it! This is serious.
And I'm grossed out by how my mother is looking at my husband. I need to wash my eyes out.
Paul looked at Dario, then at me before he just nodded. “I just…”
I really have to put this to bed again. He needs to stop.
“You explained everything in the letter Paul. Please, you just need to let it go. I’m married now.” My voice portraying a softer tone, almost pleading for him to just tuck his tail between his legs and leave.
Dario POV
Finally the
