There is one thing her husband loves more than anything...
Her!
And the one thing he likes the best about her is...
She walked to the closet. She had kept a bag of clothes she had brought safely for a long time. It's time to open that bag.
Liam came back after his shower. He was still glaring at her and mumbling something under his breath.
Rory made sure the bow on her red robe is perfect. She walked to him with a glass of wine.
"Want some?" she asked, licking her lips painted red.
He goes nuts when she wears red lipstick.
He scowled at her. Or tried to. She could already see the flames of desires rising in his eyes.
"Fine!" she swirled away. "You could say no if you don't want," she sashayed her way to the bed. She knew his eyes were where she wanted them to be.
Liam cleared his throat seeing her small waist swaying side to side. His hand itched to give a tight slap.
