Chapter 973
The next morning, Rosalynn woke up sweaty. It wasn’t that the weather was unbearably hot, but Wayne had sneaked into her room at some point and wrapped her up in his arms from behind.
Since the time Cory and Ivy ceased sharing a bed with her, she had refrained from locking her door at night, dreading that the children might awaken and not find their mother. This inadvertently facilitated Wayne’s ease of entry and departure.
Just as Rosalynn was about to leave Wayne’s embrace, he woke up, and without a word, pulled her back in.
“It’s so hot!” Rosalynn elbowed him a little.
Wayne grunted in response, then let go of Rosalynn and got up. She was surprised at how obedient he was being today.
But then Wayne turned on the air conditioning, lay back down, and used his arms and legs to pull her back into his arms. Rosalynn:”
“Let go of me!” Rosalynn elbowed Wayne again. “I need to get up.”
“It’s only a little after six… Let’s sleep a bit more!” Wayne wouldn’t let go, nuzzling his nose against Rosalynn’s neck.
“Xenia… Steven’s mom…. is going to the hospital for a check-up today. I need to go see her,” Rosalynn said, her palm on Wayne’s face. “Why not let someone else handle it? I don’t want my wife to be so tired,” Wayne said, not wanting to let her go.
“No can do!”
Wayne seemed helpless.
Wayne released his hold on Rosalynn after their prolonged kiss, yet he maintained his grip on her waist. Gazing into her eyes, he tenderly planted a few more gentle kisses upon her lips.
“We promised Cory and Ivy that we’d go buy camping stuff together today. Thought you could come too,” he said softly, clearly disappointed. “When are you going?” Rosalynn asked.
“We planned to go after Ivy walks the dog.” Wayne replied.
“Let’s change it to the afternoon, and I’ll go with you guys,” Rosalynn agreed readily.
“How about we pick you up, have lunch together, and then go shopping?”
“I’ll let you know when I get to the hospital,” Rosalynn said, leaving her options open.
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