[randy]
“I-It’s Dr. Enriquez,” I uttered carefully that almost came out as a whisper. Thorne locked his gaze on me. Debating inside his head whether to ignore the world around us and feed our desires or just simply postpone what we’re doing.
He sighed for the nth time. “If we won’t go out, he might wake up our son and they’ll look for us—which eventually will lead to a domino effect of problems,” he fixed my shirt and kissed me on the forehead. I hugged him, burying my face on his chest. “We can resume… if you’d like,”
He chuckled. I could paint Thorne’s face smiling right now. “We should, my love. I’m dying to have a piece of your ass,” he smacked my ass cheeks. We giggled. As we head out from the bathroom, Dr. Enriquez was about to leave our bedroom.
“Enriquez,” Thorne called, cau
