Megan's POV
I cannot sleep.
I am staring at the ceiling, and very aware of the god lying next to me. Why did I have to see him naked? Damn, the men have the perfect body. Those abs...
Megan, you need to get some sleep girl! Stop thinking about the semi-god lying next to you.
I am aware that he is not wearing a shirt. He has turned his back on me. However, I know that he is not sleeping. I can hear it in his breathing. Is he also thinking about me as I am thinking about him? Does he also want me? But is he also afraid to make the first move?
Dammit Megan, you are a Donna in the Italian Mafia and second in command. Why are you afraid to touch your husband? Will it just take one touch of my hand on his back to make him jump me? What the hell am I thinking?
I am torturing myself. I need
