Chapter 13. A Taste of Home

Anna May

All throughout the day, her thoughts were of him. When she woke up after her afternoon nap, she felt empty. Like the other half of her soul has deserted her.

Alexis had to force down a hazelnut paste sandwich on her. She couldn’t eat. Her stomach wouldn’t accept it. She shook her head. What was happening to her? Was she under a spell? Was she in love for the first time? Was that even possible? She had known him for less than a week, and yet it felt like her heart had known him all her life.

The light of dawn had replaced the dark evening sky. She had tossed and turned all night until she gave up. The bed was too big without him. She stared at the shadows of their bedroom. Imagining him with her and craving his kisses.

What would it feel like to touch his skin? Bet with the muscles she saw bunching under his clothes, he would be hard all over. She blushed heavily at the thought.

He hasn’t called her since yesterday morning. She frowned. Was she