IN HER SKIN: Different Stories. Endless Lust
Curvywritesmy marriage makes me feel dead insidemy husband hates me but he lost his memoriesmy husband who hates me has lost his memories
Her eyes, usually so direct and full of mischief, darted around the room, then finally settled on him.
“Remember that time at camp?” Adeswua’s voice, a soft tremor beneath its usual warmth, broke the silence. “When Pastor Dave caught us trying to sneak out for s’mores?”
Cael chuckled, the sound a little strained. He leaned against the doorframe, still dressed, his gaze fixed on her. “He thought we were going to steal communion wafers.”
“And you insisted it was a ‘sacred quest for marshmallow enlightenment.’” She laughed, a light, airy sound that eased some of the tension. “We were so ridiculous.”