Nova
"Hi, who's this?" "Your husband." Nova. My heart skips a beat at his deep, masculine voice. "Your very pissed husband," he growls. I might have a clue about why he is upset. After what transpired this morning, I was feeling a little-okay, a lot -petty. So, once I got home, I went straight to my iPad, made my account public, and posted a very embarrassing photo of Nova as a kid in his birthday suit. It's everywhere now. Trending, in fact. "Why?" I feign ignorance. "Bad day at work?" "Delete the damn picture." "You look cute, Nova." "I'm wel." "Hmm, really? I didn't notice." "Rose." His voice is a low growl, signaling he's fighting for patience. "Relax, I censored the naughty bits." "I'm turning your red when I get home," he threntens. "And, Rose?" I shiver. "Yes, Nova?" "Save my number." "Block you? Will do that right away, hubby." I hang up and do just that.
About Nova
"Hi, who's this?" "Your husband." Nova. My heart skips a beat at his deep, masculine voice. "Your very pissed husband," he growls. I might have a clue about why he is upset. After what transpired this morning, I was feeling a little-okay, a lot -petty. So, once I got home, I went straight to my iPad, made my account public, and posted a very emb...Read more