The thin straps leave my injury free of chafing, which is one of the reasons I chose it. The other is to avoid giving Hayden the wrong idea by wearing a silky teddy. He can’t keep his hands off of me as it is. With a frown, I recall my inability to say no to him. Every time he’s initiated sex with a demanding kiss or a light caress, my fortitude melts like a snowflake in the palm of my hand.
