82: Becoming One...

Maxwell had to grip the frame of the bed with all his might in order to restrain himself from instantly jumping on her. Although he had never wanted or needed anything or anyone as desperately as he wanted Angelina at that moment, he just couldn't bring himself to do as he was dying to without confirming that she was a hundred percent sure about this. He had offended her more than enough in the past and so he would hate himself if he does something with her which she might end up regretting later.

He had to muster all the courage in him before he could be able to force his eyes to remain in hers due to the uncontrollable urge to move his gaze lower so his hungry eyes could feast on the breathtaking sight of her stark naked upper body. He then croaked out in the most hoarse, husky and raspy voice she had ever heard him use.

"Thank you, wifey. But there's a slight problem… this birthday gift…If I'm to accept it, it must be whole. I just can't be able to handle it in half. I just ca