"That was the driest sex I have ever had."
The mockery kept ringing through my head as I sat close to my mate next day at the meeting, watching as one of the Lycan Alphas contribute to something they were deliberating on which I was apparently not interested in.
It is all I have been able to think of. My failure as a woman to please my husband. I thought that day I watched every teenage wolf in my pack shift while I couldn't was the greatest embarrassment of my life, but yesternight, till now, each time my wandering eyes met Ashton, I feel myself turning red all over again in afresh fluster.
"Gwendolyn!"
I blinked severally as I came to, looking about until I faced Ashton who was observing me as though expecting me to say something. Did he say something?
I cleared my throat while I readjuested on the chair, striving to remain poised. "Y-yes?"