Book 1: Chapter 19

Sasha woke up in the middle of the night cold; she turned on the bed to see her husband sleeping peacefully and bit her lip; should she get close to him? Don’t touch me; her mind reminded her of his second rule, and as she thought about it, she realized she could count how many times he had touched her and she? None. But it’s so cold, she thought, well he is asleep, he wouldn’t notice if she just laid a little closer to him. She took a deep breath and scooted a little closer to him, but she was not satisfied.

She scooted a little more and could already feel his body warmth, but she got greedy; she wanted her body to touch his and so scooted over again, her back was now touching his ramrod like chest, her head on his hand with her hair close to his face, she stifled her breathing while she waited for him to wake up and when he didn’t, she relaxed and closed her eyes.

Michael felt something warm on his chest; he frowned when he felt something like hair on his face, and his