Chapter 226

Ecstatic. Absolutely over the moon.

Lyman had never experienced such a wild swing of emotions in so short a time— his heart soared and plummeted like he was on a roller coaster, equal parts thrilling and terrifying.

"Honey, give me a kiss."

He blinked in surprise; Effie had never been this forward before.

But they were still in the car, and their driver was right up front.

The driver stiffened under Lyman's gaze, wishing, not for the first time, that he could simply disappear into thin air.

Mr. Etheridge, if you so much as say a word, I swear I'll gouge my own eyes out.

"Keep your eyes on the road," Lyman said, his voice low and commanding, carrying an authority that brooked no argument.

"Yes, sir. You have my word-I won't look back," the driver replied, swallowing hard, tension radiating from his posture.

could react, Lyman was already leaning

her, Effie, nestled sleepily in

his composure, but inside, his mind was a chaotic sea of

they made it home, Effie was still in a deep,

the moment his fingers brushed her shirt buttons and accidentally skimmed her skin-a jolt shot up his arm. It was like an electric current, tingling and sharp,

painful tightness low in his abdomen and swallowed,

out and totally unresponsive,

you please come upstairs and help Mrs.

it. He retreated to the bathroom for a cold shower, desperately needing to

have a beautiful woman in his arms and not be

Effie woke with a sharp gasp. Her head felt like a battleground, as if a

earth

turned, instantly on guard, only to come face-to-face with Lyman's

wasn't just any man; he was the kind of

moment, though, her stunning husband was gazing at

Had she done something

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