Letisha’s POV

How did he manage to look so irresistibly handsome while he was so disheveled? I skittered my fingertips against his jaw.

“Are you going to grow a beard?” I mused aloud. I never thought I’d see my husband anything less than perfectly polished, but this stubble he was sporting was doing something for me.

Maybe I liked beards now? No, that wasn’t it. I just fancied Adrian.

“Little One, focus,” Adrian called, stilling my hand ...