Page 111 of Love Undiscovered
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“So fucking good,” he confirms. “Remi, I…”
I wait for him to finish his sentence.
He clears his throat. “I hope you sleep well, beautiful.”
“I will, now.”
“Goodnight,” he says softly.
“Night,” I mumble.
I fall asleep quickly and dream, not surprisingly, of Chance. And sex with Chance. Which, in my dream, is mind-blowing. Even though we are married with kids and sneaking sex in the shower after they’re asleep. And in my dream, I’m happy.
Really happy.
