Jasper Vale (The Edens, #4)

by Devney Perry

“I won’t share, Eloise.” Jasper locked his eyes with mine. “I won’t.” I lifted my hand to cup his stubbled cheek. “I don’t share either. If another woman touches you, I’ll cut off her fingers and feed them to my dad’s dogs.”

But if she wanted me to stay . . . It had happened last night, when I’d stood on the porch of the A-frame, watching my wife stand beneath the trees wearing only a towel, letting the rain soak her face. Eloise was my wife.

Thank god

If our sex life had been invigorating before, now that we weren’t faking anything, we were insatiable. He teased that since he was here at the hotel instead of working out with Foster, it was my job to make sure he stayed in shape. I took my job seriously.