The Slow Burn
Language: en
Married to Julian Thorne for a year, we were still practically strangers, yet incredibly compatible in bed. My parents asked if we had plans for children. Julian replied, "We do. We're letting nature take its course." My eyelashes trembled, thinking of the box of ultra-thin condoms he just bought. He even opened two just last night. After washing up that evening. Julian unexpectedly helped me blow-dry my hair. I bit my lip. "Thanks, but I don't want to do it tonight." He froze. "Sorry, I didn't mean that." But halfway through blow-drying, Julian suddenly asked: "Can I ask why you…