HAPPY READING
Delsa Mingo POV
I sit in silence. Silently looking up at the moon from my bedroom window. I look back at Toot curled up in her basket sleeping. It is late, I should be in bed but I can't sleep. He hunts my dreams even when I am awake. His firm grip, his tone of voice when he calls me little dove, the hood in his eyes when he makes love to me. It haunts me day and night, in silence, it is as though it is real. I can feel him deep within me and it makes me sick to my stomach that I am not with him. I couldn't eat dinner how upset my stomach was over my situation. What is it about this man? so regal, well built, every part of him built perfectly to perfection. And when his suit is off, his chiselled abdomen, shoulders massive, chest strong, define, arms huge. One minute I am
