Philip
Holding Sarah close, I tried to ignore the searing pain from the knife wounds scattered across my body. Her warmth revitalized me, almost as if her presence alone could heal my injuries. I gently touched her belly, my fingers spreading out as if I could feel the new life growing inside.
A pang of guilt about Josh flashed through my mind, but that's just the harsh reality of our world, the one I need to leave behind.
As my fingers roamed over her skin, my wife and I seemed to be on the same wavelength.
“I can't believe Josh is gone. You should have let him be, Philip,” Sarah repeated, her voice tinged with sorrow.
I lifted her face and kissed her passionately, pouring all my emotions into that mind-blowing, toe-curling, c*m-inducing kiss she deserved. When we finally parted, Sa
