A Love That Lingers
Language: en
1 The plush mattress dipped slightly under the weight of someone sitting down. The sound of labored breathing beside her told Olivia Brown that Adam Grant was finally home. Judging by the smell of bourbon on his breath, he must have had a few too many drinks at the corporate gala tonight. Adam was unusually restless—his rough hands were already tugging impatiently at the straps of her silk nightgown. But for the first time in their five years of marriage, Olivia didn’t give in. She gently pushed his hands away and spoke softly: "Adam, I’m tired." Her voice was calm, but firm. Adam froze…