CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
Morning swept in pretty quickly and I was woken up by the tender touch of Ryan’s lips against the exposed apex of my right shoulder. A giggle left my lips but I did not attempt to open my eyes lest all this turned out to be just another beautiful dream.
“Time to rise and shine pretty face,” he whispered, moving his lips to my ear and the nibbling got me to wake up really quick. So this was not a dream and Ryan f*****g Valiente, world famous model and my husband, was now my lover. My life at this moment was already feeling like the beautiful imagination of a fairy tale writer and I did not want it to end.
“It’s still too early,” I complained, dragging myself to a sitting position. When I glanced at my wrist watch on the night stand, I realized it was seven in the
