If you think I’m furious and frustrated that I’ve made Vale off-limits to me again? That I’m a fool to think I can have Vale by night, then hide it from my daughter the next day? That I’m fighting the beast inside. The one that lies beside Vale in bed, my muscles tense and telling me to fuck her until we both scream for our lives. For our love? I am, but she’s taking it to the next level. Vale’s not furious about it; she’s ferocious. The worst part? She’s even sexier with her claws out.
