- 17 May 2019, 04:40
But Viola was having none of that, and snatched the magazine out of his hand, tossing it across the room. She leaned down, resting her hands at either side of his head and looking him in the eyes, a smirk on her face.
"Let me make this transparently clear. This marriage is going to be the most stagnant, boring, and sexless relationship you've ever had in your sorry little life unless you start making a real effort. Why? Because I've made a vow to myself to only sleep with Ivers, and no Iver I know has dry skin, limp hair, poor posture, or dark rings around the eyes."
She then sat down, straddling his hips and holding his chin so her would look at her.
"You could be so fucking hot, Aidan," She didn't really believe that "and you are stopping yourself from doing that out of pride or stubbornness or just plain laziness. I don't know. But I'm making the effort for you...just look at me. Do I look like I'm slobbing around, moping at everything, letting my hair get unruly or refraining from shaving my body?"
She lifted her brow, bringing Aidan's hand to her to stroke her leg.
"Smooth a silk. Now make the effort to be a better version of yourself."