Eleanna White.
You read fairy porn! I skimmed the first book in the series. I can’t unsee that, wife. And the thought of you reading these, laying there in bed flushed and hot and wet…Well, now I’m hard. Damn it! Happy reading, but I wish you’d read these with me.
Maybe to me. On me. Fuck, I’d better stop.
Mark White
(Your husband)
Eleanna: Thank you!
Mark: Took you long enough. Were you reading?
Eleanna: Baking
Mark: Still? It’s been hours
Eleanna: Yes
Mark: How’s the mixer
Eleanna: Amazing
Mark: What can I ask you that will get me more than a one-word answer?
Mark: Should I talk about your croissants again?
Eleanna: Well, this isn’t an emergency…?
Mark: Damn it. You really did marry a dick.
Mark: New texting protocol
Mark: Please check in with me every two hours
Eleanna: Two hours! No way. I’ll forget.
Mark: Text me before you go to bed then.
Mark: I won’t be home until very late
Eleanna: Okay
Mark: Clear your schedule for tomorrow.
Mark: Shit, I meant: could you clear your schedule tomorrow? Please?
Eleanna: Sure
Mark: Are you going to say as little as possible now to torture me?
Eleanna: Maybe
Mark: FML
Mark: I deserve it.
Mark: Have a good evening, Ellie