PART 2 OF 12
Your Son Is Right There
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
Chloe felt the zipper reach the top of the dress.
Julian's hand remained at the small of her back for one second too long.
She did not move away.
Instead, she looked over her shoulder.
Her dark-blonde hair fell across one eye. Her expression was calm, almost amused.
"Your son is right there," she whispered.
Julian glanced toward the island.