Chapter 57 - Layla Prime

Layla POV

Richard left early. I know he has things to do, but I already miss him. How is that even a possibility? I rub my eyes and smile at the memory of last night. We made love all night, and he worshiped my body as I did the same to him. He made me feel special, and he made me feel like I am the only woman in the world that actually matters.

We haven’t discussed what we are to each other or if we come out publicly, but I don’t care because I have him. He is mine, and I am his, and that is all that matters. I gather the courage to stand up, and parts of my body I didn’t even know existed are aching. How is that even possible? I know he bent and made me put myself in positions I have never been in before, but damn, this is a whole new level of acrobat pain.

I walk out of the room, and I can hear Jo in the kitchen slamming the cabinet door. I take a deep breath, and when I walk into the kitchen