She wouldn't let Rabastan intimidate her or let him feel like he could control her any longer. Even before her irritating alarm went off, she was ready to get out of bed. But, her husband had other ideas. Before she could set her feet down on the ground to head to the bathroom, Antonin's arms snaked around her waist, keeping her stationary. He wasted no time seeking out the sensitive place on her shoulder that he loved to kiss. Every time he did it he was guaranteed to get both a sigh and a rash of encouraging goosebumps all over her flesh.