Ella and Chase entered his bedroom hand in hand, the gentleness of his grip suggesting a desire to cherish rather than possess.
He stood before her, his eyes brimming with desire. Today, Chase felt unable to restrain himself; he yearned for intimacy with his wife, and to his surprise, Ella found herself craving the same.
With a tender gesture, Ella placed her small hands on either side of Chase's face. They lingered in silence, yet their eyes conveyed the words their lips could not articulate. After a moment, Ella cleared her throat and spoke up.
"Chase, I want to tell you something," she began, her voice steady despite the weight of her confession.
Chase's brows arched in surprise, curiosity piquing within him. "Go ahead," he encouraged.
"I'm not a virgin," Ella stated bluntly, watc
