This intimate reconnection promised to accelerate the thaw in their relationship.

Gently, she caressed his warm skin, her voice a soft murmur.

“In those two years, did you ever think of me?"

“Every single day. I longed for you, for Edwin, for the unborn child within you," Mark confessed, his voice tender.

"And you? Did thoughts of me ever cross your mind?" he inquired, lowering his gaze to meet hers.