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Orla POV The next day, I woke up and, like a creep, stared at his sleeping form. We made love three more times during the night, and it was amazing. I can be addicted to being in his arms, making love for the rest of our lives. I carefully stretched my body, not wanting to wake him up. Unfortunately, I was not as subtle as I had thought because mid-stretch, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. “Good morning, beautiful,” his gruff voice said, sending delicious shivers all over my body. “Good morning, Husband,” I said and pressed my lips over his luscious lips, which he quickly deepened. I giggled, “I am battered,” I laughed, while, surprisingly, he blushed. It was so cute that it melted my heart. “I am just kissing my wife good morning,” he said, pecking