Chapter twenty one

Sasha woke up in the middle of night cold, she turned on the bed to see her husband sleeping peacefully and bit her lip, should she go close to him? Don't touch me, her mind reminded her of his second rule and as she thought about it, she realized she can count how many times he had touched her and she? None. But it's so cold, she thought, well he is asleep, he wouldn't notice if she just lie a little closer to him. She took a deep breath and shifted a little closer to him but she was not satisfied.

She shifted a little more and could already feel his body warmth but she got greedy, she wants her body to touch his and so shifted again, her back was now touching his ramrod like chest, her head on his hand with her hair close to his face, she stifled her breathing while she waited for him to wake up and when he didn't, she relaxed and closed her eyes.

Michael felt something warm on his chest, he frowned when he felt something like hair on his face and his eyes snapped open only