Chapter 144

My wife.

A warmth erupted around my chest and I forced myself to maintain a breathable distance from her.

“It's done.” I whispered.

She nodded, rushing straight to the bathroom.

I sat on the couch back once again, this time, trying to calm down my harsh breathing.

In no time, she returned back and when I saw her, I knew that I'm fucked.

My shirt was barely reaching to her thigh. She had her hair tied up in a messy bun and rolled up the sleeves of my shirt. Her makeup was no washed away and there was this sent coming from her of my body wash. She must've bathed with it.

Her face was beet red, her freckles shining and her lips looking way more kissable than before.

Man, she's so sexy.

My eyes roamed to her bare legs and for a split second I got this vivid imagination about how it'd feel to wrap her bare legs around me when we're kissing?

Jesus.

You're such a pig, Max.

I shook my head. “D-Do you n