Rylan

Lyra tried to act normal during breakfast but I could tell that she was affected by me. She stole glances at my exposed chest and often forgot she was in front of other people. I had to tilt my body away from her gaze so she could get a hold on herself.

However, that was the only thing she did. She avoided my gaze the rest of the time and smiled at every other person on the table.

“So, Rylan. Tell me. What do you love most about your wife?” Damien started a conversation on the ...