The Bound Between Us

Chapter 863

Something felt off about Herman tonight, but Anastasia couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

Maybe he was just a little too enthusiastic? Maybe a little too wild?

He caught her hand, pressed her gently against the bathroom wall, and kissed her with a fierce, hungry intensity. Warm water poured from the shower above, steam curling around them, the temperature rising and making everything feel even more electric.

She lost track of how long they stayed like that. When he finally let her go, his eyes were dark and burning, his gaze locked on her as if he couldn't get enough.

Anastasia's cheeks were flushed, her chest rising and falling as water traced sparkling paths down her curves. She looked radiant, her skin glowing, with a softness that was impossible to resist.

Trying to catch her breath, she asked, her voice light but puzzled, "What's gotten into you tonight?"

He slid his fingers through her wet hair, holding her gently as he murmured, voice deep and rough, "I just want to go a little crazy with you."

After that, words just faded away. Everything was about touch, about sensation.

She couldn't remember how long they tangled together, only that tonight, Herman seemed utterly unrestrained. After three years together and countless nights like this, she'd never seen

even noticing. Herman slipped out onto the balcony

for Anastasia was turning downright possessive. Even after his memory loss, Rowan had always seemed to set him off. Tonight was no

to remember him, to want him so much she

him and Anastasia. Herman

barely gave Rowan a thought. She'd never explained anything to Herman, never thought it

his cigarette, Herman climbed back into bed and wrapped Anastasia in his arms from behind. It was a habit from before the memory loss- something

intense that Anastasia

with Emmie and Nancy, guiding them through early learning games and Pattie was focused on her studies. Seeing the whole family in their groove-work, school, routines-made Anastasia feel both

and Nancy for a while, watching as the girls concentrated on stacking blocks and pounding on a little toy drum, their faces

one, was always a handful she absolutely loved these play

baby classes for kids barely a year old sounded ridiculous. But after seeing the nanny in action and

heads with facts, but about sparking curiosity, building good habits, and

these days are in such a race. Rich families have their babies winning before the gun even fires. How's

ahead, born in Rome to