Can’t Win Me Back

Landon slowly walked into the room. He was worried about waking the love of his life from her dreams, so he took his shoes off and went into the room in just his socks.

Lauren was curled under the blanket on the huge and spacious bed. Only her head protruded out. Her long black hair was scattered like ink dissipating on a white paper.

Landon sat by the bedside, gazing deeply at his wife's pretty face. He brushed away a strand of hair from her face with his fingers.

He was no longer looking around for anyone else. He only had eyes for Lauren.

"I can't believe so much had happened while I was away for such a short time."

Landon gently caressed Lauren's smooth face with his coarse fingertips, continuing to trace her lips and beautiful neckline. "I always believed I was the only man in the world who had you on his mind.

Your charm exceeds my wildest imagination. I won't take you out anymore.

"What am I supposed to do if someone fancies you? You can't imagine how much I couldn't stand what happened tonight. If that rascal wasn't Alyssa's brother, I would have treated him like a punching bag."

Unconsciously, he tightened his grip.

Lauren's eyes fluttered slightly as she let out a soft moan. Panicking, Landon quickly released his grip, fearing he might disturb her peaceful sleep.

Then, Lauren turned over. She lay flat on the bed. She had kicked her blanket down, revealing half of her body.

was in a spaghetti-strapped nightgown, but her nightgown became disheveled as she shifted on the bed. The delicate contours of her shoulders

lust that his shoulders shuddered. He was about to

you really like my painting?" Lauren

hear every word

you really like my painting?" Landon was certain Lauren wasn't asking him this question. Then, who was

"Cyrus."

heat as his mind went blank. The next moment, he moved atop Lauren, kissing her with an intensity that seemed like he was about to rip her lips off. The commotion finally roused Lauren from

was Landon, she relaxed her entire body. Hooking both arms around the back of his neck, she gently eased the intensity of the kiss, melting away the anger between their

was nowhere to be

Landon. It didn't matter when or where. If he wanted it,

rocked against each other for an extended

bear it any longer, whimpering and scratching his back. Men were often insatiable creatures. They sought comfort in intimacy when happy and craved it even more when

to you? Hmm?" Landon was still on top of her—a fiery

what did I do

was angry, but she was clueless as to what she did wrong. Tears