Dominic let out a short chuckle as soon as his wife faced him. He pressed a random button again, letting the door close as he marched to her. However, Heaven immediately glided back on instinct until her back felt the wall.
Dominic planted his hand on the wall beside her. "I don't remember screaming like Axel," he said, tilting his head to the side.
"And when I'm inside you, all I can think of is going deep and making you scream loud enough so our neighbors know my name," he continued, unable to take away the smile on his face. "Is there anything else you're worried about?"
Heaven opened and closed her mouth, forcing her voice out of her throat. "What — what are you doing here?"
"Because my wife doesn't want to come home because of her ruined makeup." He shrugged. "I can't let her go on her own, but I didn't expect she had another reason. I'm flattered."
