Cruden knew there was no coming back from this. Kallum would never let him live it down. And yet, with a shaking Roselia tucked in his arms, Cruden couldn't give any more sh*t about what Kallum had to say. This was his wife. His woman. He was going to indulge her as much as she wished. No matter what the protest had to say.
"Cruden."
Cruden could go to heaven just from hearing her speak his name. Her voice was smooth and clear like a refreshing sip of water quenching his thirst. She pulled back and he could only watch her closely.
F*ck.
Cruden couldn't keep himself from cursing internally every time he saw her. She was so beautiful, all he could do was stare.
'Okay, lovesick puppy,' Tobias grumbled, but Cruden immediately shut off his mindlink. F*ck all the haters.
