Chapter 76

Clara

Alistair smiles up at me innocently, and although I agreed to let me massage me, I hesitate.

Had Alistair not lost his memories, I would have let my towel fall to the floor without question. The pre-operated version of my future husband loved me. This one? I’m afraid he is going to laugh at my stretch marks or the fact I’m wearing granny panties underneath my towel. What can I say? This vers