Zara's POV
I passed a glance at the maids. Everyone was f*****g looking at their feet, blushing at the imagination that Xander evoked about our s*x last night.
“Is your mouth so tired too that you aren't saying a word, wife?” He said playfully, his hand reaching for mine.
What the hell?! This was so awkward. I immediately drew my hand down, and said confidently.
“Xander, I am absolutely fine.” I lied with a bright smile.
Inhaling a long breath, I continued, “And I don't need any sorts of leaves to take rest.”
Holding my back uptight was f*****g difficult but was there any option?
Xander nodded slowly and through his deep gaze, I could sense how deeply he was observing me. I gulped down nervously and tried to build in confidence and energy, not giving any more chances to pull my leg.
