Chapter 43

For the first time in his entire life, Tobias didn’t regret acting on his urges. Holding Amara, feeling her bare skin against his, feeling the heat that radiated from her body and her breathless moans and meager struggles, it felt good. He allowed his hand to roam her body freely, exploring the curves that he hadn’t seen, hadn’t touched, hadn’t felt, and hadn’t made love to in such a long time. It felt good, to the point that Tobias briefly regretted his decision to divorce Amara. It was brief, but the thought crossed his mind, making him doubt that decision he had made and causing him to think that if he had a chance to go back to that day he had proposed a divorce, he'd choose differently. But that’s just what it was, a thought, and it was squashed the moment the fog in Amara’s mind cleared and she shoved Tobias away. “You’re really crossing the line now, Tobias,” Amara warned, putting her nightgown’s sleeves back in place. “Why are still so unreasonable?” “Unreasonable?” Tobias chal