C47 Forty-Seven

Celina's POV

"My Celina," Jefferson whispered in my ear, so I covered myself with the comforter, then I heard him laugh. It was so loud that I felt irritated and I wanted to throw him out of our bedroom. "Come on, I thought you wanted to get fu**," he said, and I took off the comforter on my face and glared at him,

"That was a moment of shock for me," I replied,

"I don't think so