C27 Twenty-six

LAHYNNA giggled. She heard her husband gasping every time her lips would land on his neck. He was carrying her in his arms while walking back to their suite.

“Wait, ‘til we get to our cottage,” Rubick murmured. He sounds like threatening her.

But from all the threats, this was the most exciting.

“You’re so slow like a snail. Can’t you make it faster?” She teased him instead