Thought I'd do one more before heading to bed...it's going to be a busy day tomorrow...here's hoping FF plays nice! See ya'll in the morning! xoxo
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BPOV
~Two weeks earlier~
My favorite part of each day.
When I could sit on my porch and sip my coffee as I watched the waves break, their frothy white tops crawling towards the beach.
It was my favorite part of the day because it meant that he had left for work.
Leaving me to my own devices.
He had actually spoken to me this morning.
Let me know not to wait up as he had a dinner meeting.
Translation: He had plans to fuck one of his whores.
I knew he wasn't being faithful to me; I just didn't have any proof.
I'd just taken a sip of my gourmet coffee brewed in our 'top of the line' coffee maker and closed my eyes, letting myself just listen to the beach sounds, when something heavy jumped into my lap, startling me as my hot coffee spilled on my chest.
My eyes shot open as a man's voice yelled, "Sam, Heel!"
I blinked against the bright sunlight as he approached.
His full pouty lips were moving but I didn't hear a word.
I just saw a sweat slicked muscled chest on a long torso crowned by the face of an angel, his short coppery hair burning brightly in the sunlight.
I'd never resented being married more than I did in that moment as I locked on his sea green eyes.