“I’ll make love to you, but I won’t fuck you.”
I never loved my husband more. Beeg I had barely slept in three days, and hadn’t taken a shower once or even ran a comb through my bushy, brown hair. Yes, yes! It was all going amazingly well Saturday. I want to see her just as badly as you do.”
“Then show it, dammit!”
“That’s not fair, Rach!” He stared fixedly at me. “You did what you had to do. I think I must have blacked-out for a minute. “Anything to escape Molech.”
Molech? “That’s not important,” he dismissed. “That was so hot,” Jacob answered. “That’s from the Tanakh,” Jacob said. Leah was hurting, hiding behind her party-girl slut act and pretending to be a blonde
