“Are you happy, Radagast?” Isobel tried to sound nonchalant as she trailed his muscle definition with her nail.
“Why would you ask that, my love? I have the perfect mate and a soon-to-be wife who is also carrying my child.” He pulled away enough to look into her eyes.
“Because it is not exactly what you asked for. It is just plain sex.” She looked away. Lifting her chin with his index finger, he looked at her beautiful face.
“It doesn’t always have to be that way. Can you think how boring our lives would be if we had the same routine over and over?” He frowned but amusement played around in his eyes, making her giggle.
“Sleeping in twin beds, me clothed in black old-fashioned dresses, covered from under my chin to just above my toes.” Isobel nodded her head and tried to sound serious,
