Next Morning.
Bella's eyelashes fluttered as she felt a movement beside her. She opened her eyes, but the bright light blinded her, so she closed them again.
After adjusting her eyes, she met Tristan's bright but calm gaze staring back at her. His face was so close to hers.
She was taken aback and blinked a few times to adjust her view, feeding her eyes with his handsomeness.
"Good morning, my sexy wife…"
Tristan's alluring voice was enough to drive her mind to do crazy, sexy things with him, like throwing herself into his arms and kissing his sexy and warm lips.
However, she buried her desire as fast as she breathed, worried she would awaken his little brother down there. It would be troublesome if their son, who now slept with them, saw them intimate in the morning.
Sigh deeply, Bella hid her face under the blanket, too shy to see Tristan staring at her like he was about to eat her.
