Madeline's POV
"Aren't you afraid grandpa would fire you?" I asked my husband when we were alone in our room, and he smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't think your grandfather will do something like that, Madeline." He responded as he came closer to me, and I could smell his masculine scent right away, which always drives me nuts and brings a beautiful sensation all over my body.
"Your grandpa wanted me to follow my heart, and he knew you would be happy if I come home to you and Frank." He added, and I could feel the butterflies swarming on my belly when he put his hands on my hips.
"Do you miss me, my sweet Madeline?" He asked, and I teased him by shaking my head.
"Oh, really, but the way you kissed me a while ago on the beachfront tells a different story." He mumbled and let his hands caress my arms.
