Page 124 of His Wild Attraction

I thought love was supposed to be this gentle, sweet thing. But I was wrong.

Andres had his moments. We both did. Where tenderness won out and pure affection reigned supreme. But he would always be my wild attraction.

My untamed lover.

My biggest supporter.

My unwavering oak.

Andres was the love of my life. He didn’t want to change me or control me. He just wanted me.

And I wanted him right back.

Him and this life he gave me. With friends, family, passion, and love, so much love.

Yes, I wanted it, and I was going to keep it.

“I love you, Andres.”

“Love you too, Wife.”

Afew hours later, I felt Andres move. He rumbled something about forgetting his phone in his pants pocket, kissed my head, and walked to the bathroom.

“What the hell!”

My husband’s screech had me hightailing it to the bathroom in all my jiggly naked glory to find him standing there baked with his discarded pants in one hand and one foot raised, a look of horror on his face.

The brown smear gave it away, and classy wife that I was, I fell down laughing.

“Awww, Rocky left you a present,” I said between giggles.

“Oh, you think that’s funny? Wait till I wash my foot, then we’ll see what’s funny,” he threatened, already washing his foot in the sink with copious amounts of soap, after flushing the little gift Rocky left on his slacks down the toilet.

I saw the gleam of mischief in Andres’ eyes and with a screech of my own I raced back to the safety of our bed.

Anticipation left me breathless as I waited for my husband. I knew Andres would never hurt me. But I couldn’t wait to see what kind of punishment he came up with.

Something undoubtedly naughty. Arousal heightened my breathing and slick moisture gathered between my legs.

“You ready, Wife?”

“Always,” I replied, grinning when he pulled the blanket off my waiting body.

His stormy gaze flashed with passion as he raked his eyes over my naked body. The desire I saw there matched mine, and as I opened my arms, welcoming him in, I saw nothing but love and acceptance, pride, and possession, and it was everything I always wanted.

Andres was everything I ever wanted.

He’s all I’ll ever need.

God, how I loved him.

EPILOGUE THREE ADRIK

Ten years later.

I sighed, biting my lip as I paced up and down the hospital room. I could not believe she threw me out.

Me! Ha!