CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR

Grace was getting swept away by the feelings Enrique was evoking in her, but then she suddenly pushed his away from her.

Enrique drove his fingers through his wet hair and licked his lips while staring fixedly at Grace's beautiful body in front of him.

"What's the matter?" He frowned, trying to bring her into his arms once again.

"No, I want you to get out. I was taking a shower and you got in without my permission."

"What is this? Do I require a ticket to join my own wife in the shower for a quick one?"

"A quick one?" Grace choked out. "Get out of here, I'm not a slut and there's no way I'm sleeping with you while you're treating me that way," Grace said, trying not to feel awkward standing naked with Enrique in the shower cubicle.

"I didn't see you complaining earlier."

"I might have lost my mind a bit back then, but there's no way I'm letting you touch me while you are still mad at me."

"Come on, Grace. We both want each other, you know how great it is between us, don't deprive us