It’s that time of the week again…
A quick titbit just for you from Chapter 33 but before I do, tell me please, is it time for my blog to get a facelift or are you happy with the way it looks?
“… Stinging rays of bright light rouse me, still locked in Christian’s arm. For a moment I enjoy the sensation of his warm body twined around mine before reality makes a stark appearance in my sleepy daze. We’re in hospital, it’s my husband’s uninjured arm that I’m wrapped in and today he wants to send me away.
Before I can start crying I open my eyes, blinking straight into the concerned slate gaze of Christian’s. My first blush for the day shows up, pinking my cheeks just because his scrutiny is so close.
“Hi,” I say, missing him already.
“Baby.” It’s a greeting, a statement, a question – all in one. I’d be blind if I didn’t see the love in his eyes, and the pain. He’s torn up about our situation, not wanting me to go any less than I want to but our safety comes first. Always. Right now, I love and I hate him for it…”