“So possessive, husband.” I drag my teeth over his lips and bite down. “Have I told you I fucking love it?”
Leo pinches again but harder this time, and I see stars as my orgasm detonates around me. “Leo—” I cry out, and as my vision dims, the last thing I see is the beautiful smile on my husband’s face.
ADELAIDE
Do you want to know why storms have been named after women for over seventy years? Threaten my children and find out.
—Addie’s Secret Thoughts
Caitlin
When’s our next girls’ night? I need time away from Callen.
Addie
Is he still driving you nuts?
Caitlin
More like he’s starting to wear me down, and I’m not ready to forgive him.
Addie
I know that feeling.
Caitlin
Bitch, you married him after something like a month.
Addie
I did.
Caitlin
Damn Sinclairs are hard to resist.
Addie
They really are.
Bellamy
Oh boo, you whores. You’ve got men with giant dicks and big-ass muscles and beautiful blue eyes who are madly in love with you. Poor babies.
Caitlin
Hey.
Bellamy
Sorry. I’m on the last hour of a double, and I’m fucking miserable. I hate January. I’m miss Christmas, and I’m already annoyed with all these assholes putting up Valentine’s Day decorations. That’s a February holiday, and it’s still like five weeks away. Put the hearts back in the closet. Not everything needs to be a decoration.
Caitlin
Umm . . . B? You doing okay?
Addie