Alexander’s POV

“Alexander… I don’t want to catch a cold…” my wife pouts, looking ridiculously gorgeous. Her face radiates perfection. Her hair is wrapped up in a messy bun; her arms are wrapped around her small frame in that pink robe, and all I want to do is take it off her. But I have to be patient.

“The pool is hot… That’s why you’ve got to join me in it.” I say, smiling at her as I enjoy the burning yet soothing warmth of the water.

She twists her mouth and drops her ...