My Dear Husband

“What?!” I yelled as I bolted upright on the bed.

My eyes snapped open before I started looking around. The room was dark but that wasn’t what really mattered at that moment. Memories of the dinner that I had with Bradon last night, the deal that we made, and the passionate way he ravished my body all came flooding back.

Why did I think that it was all just a dream?

The answer to the question was really quite obvious. Since everything seemed so unreal and unimaginable even in my wildest dreams, my brain must have somehow brushed it off as nothing but exactly that while I was sleeping.

“Bradon…” I murmured while I tried to sort out my disoriented thoughts.

While trying my best to ignore the ache in my lower abdomen and between my legs, I swung my legs off the bed and headed directly for the closet. I had no idea what time it was or how I ended up on the bed, but I knew that I needed to talk to Bradon before he left for work because if I missed him then I wasn’t sure when I would see hi