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Chapter Fifty Eight

Is he sorry?

For what?

As I lay in bed, my thoughts turn to him. He left my discovery in the fog. Why is he apologizing? Did something happen the last time? Did he do something wrong? Is it possible that he is sorry for last night or for now? Hmm... he is a sensitive individual after all.

"He's sorry for not giving me what I want.." Ahh... he advised me to relax, but how could I when my body and mind are so agitated? I'm just so pleased with him. What else do I want? Picking up the phone he handed me, I wrote him a message and began waiting for a response.

‘What are you doing?' Two minutes later, his reply arrived.

"Thinking, how I'm going to love you tonight." My legs begin to feel weak immediately. My legs began to feel the burning again. A late-night moan was rolling through my mind.

'Are you alone?'

'No, but.'

'Are you asleep?' He sent another message before I replied.

'No.'

'Mrs. Ronald takes a nap...' Then, what?

'Then?'

Stop thinking about me in bed. I told you I wanted to show
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