Wisdom’s POV
“Ah, I love the beach…” I stretched out my arms, my tits wiggled in that motion.
“Is it the only thing you love here?” My husband’s voice made me glance at him.
“Yes…” I grinned mischievously. “Because you are not a thing.” Denver’s laugh is as bright as the sun, blinding my love for him like white light.
“By the way, I’m talking to Francine on the other line. She went for a drink first.”
“Oh?” Denver’s brows hoisted.” I’m glad she’s a good girl now.”
“Yeah, people do change.” I sighed. “But she’s still a bad girl on camera.”
My husband whipped his head to me. “She’s a porn actress?”
I almost choke on my coconut juice. “No! Hel—“
“Really?”
I held my laugh while looking at my man. “God, no. She’s an actress now. And she gained popularity due to her villain role in a box-office film.”
I only heard a “hmm” from him when our twins, both wet and sandy, ran towards us.