The Breaking Point of Love

Celeste was shocked and at a loss for words. She felt a little awkward but was not overly flustered.

After all, they were husband and wife, and over the years, they had done what married couples do plenty of times. Though she had always hoped Trevor would fall in love with her, she had never deliberately seduced him.

It wasn’t that she hadn’t thought about it–she simply believed it wouldn’t work on him, so she had never acted

on the idea.

That was why she usually wore loose, collared, two–piece pajama sets at home.

The one she had on now was one such set–oversized and long enough that, even without pajama pants, it didn’t seem too revealing.

She had no intention of seducing him.

Still, to avoid any misunderstanding, she explained, “I just forgot to grab my pants.

Celeste was confident that her loose–fitting top, with its long hem, wasn’t revealing.

But she had overlooked something–her figure was naturally well–proportioned, with smooth curves in all the right places. The high–low cut of the shirt–shorter in the front and longer in the back–accentuated her long, fair legs. At certain angles, the lower hemline subtly hinted at areas that left little to the imagination.

she had just finished showering, so her skin looked fresh and glowing, and her face was soft and radiant.

on her was similar to that of a

more enticing than

at her twice, then looked

quiet breath of relief. Without another word, she turned and headed for

now fully dressed,

anything to talk about. After glancing at him once, she

grabbed his clothes, and went into the bathroom for

already late, so after finishing

a bed with Trevor at Fleming Manor, she had been completely at peace and

with the weight of his earlier promise still lingering

awake for quite some time, unable

his shower and emerged

and lay down on the other side of

she could sense the distance

speaking to her,

her thoughts faded, and she drifted