THIS CHAPTER ALONG WITH THE OTHER 3 I HAVE UPLOADED ARE REALLY SHORT CHAPTERS
Trevor crept into the living room, the Persian rug devouring his footsteps. He smiled and crouched behind his wife, placing a large bouquet of long stemmed roses in her lap. "I love you," he whispered in her ear.
Olivia turned around, looking bashfully over the top of the flowers. With laughter lighting up her eyes, she nudged a gift box to him.
He opened it carefully, biting back a smirk as he pulled out a flimsy red negligee. "I don't think this is quite my size."
"It's mine," she whispered seductively. "But you'll appreciate it all the same, won't you?"
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