Rosalynn pondered his words.

Had she unwittingly sought him out in her sleep?

Glancing down, she noted her pajamas intact, her body bereft of any unfamiliar sensations.

It seemed nothing had occurred between them.

Brian leaned in, whispering, “AlL through the night, you clung to me, your gestures hinting at desires unspoken. Didn’t you once say intimacy stems from love? So, you must love me, right?”

Rosalynn was rendered speechless.

Then, with a swift move, Brian was atop her, his gaze fixed on her loveliness. His fingers traced her skin, whispering, “Our marriage has been a fusion of soul and physicality, hasn’t it?”

from the day before. She had asked him whether they aligned more on an emotional

his antics were

L A ‘s L I

had been correct. Brian’s eloquence

remained silent, not resisting his embrace,

her chin, his face inching closer to

lips were about to meet, the abrupt

head, skillfully avoiding his

“Back off. I’m suffocating.”

him to consider strategies to shake

to be intimate

surge of longing within him. Rising, he strode over to fetch Rosalynn’s phone from the nightstand.

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