Lola's skin was soft and tender, but her hair was sparse, resembling a cute little kiwi. As Lorian gently touched their baby daughter, Tegan shifted uncomfortably. He couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Lorian's voice was very hoarse. "We're still married, Tegan."

Tegan turned her back to him. "Not anymore."

Lorian moved closer and sat beside her. He gently embraced her from behind and displayed a tenderness he had rarely shown.

"Are you still upset about Leanna? We’ve already called off our engagement. Don’t take her words too seriously. She means nothing to me now. Also, nothing ever happened between us."

Tegan instinctively resisted him, but Lorian did not relent. He continued to hold her and play with Lola, who was in her arms. It turned Tegan's face red and her heart raced. She couldn't control her emotions.

They had been married and were deeply familiar with each other's bodies and feelings. Lorian’s chiseled face pressed against her neck. His voice was soft and seductive.