Chapter 43

After finally getting the upper hand, Kathleen wasn't about to let go so easily. Her hand lightly tapped Shawn's shoulder. "Don't be silly. It's warm here. Let's just stay a little longer." "You're a woman. Don't you feel embarrassed?" "You're my husband. What's there to be shy about sleeping together?" Kathleen tightened her hold. "Shawn, holding you like this feels so comforting." Kathleen was like a snake, and Shawn was the stick. Whenever the stick struck, the snake wrapped itself tighter. She really was just taking advantage of the moment. With a guy that good-looking, she figured she might as well touch him whenever she got the chance. She rested her head against Shawn's chest, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat. How could he possibly not have much time left? She'd never asked exactly what illness he had. "Shawn, is there something you really want to do?" Kathleen asked softly. If there was, she wanted to take him to do it while he was still well enough. "What?