Her eyes tried to flutter open but she was too comfortable. She moved closer to the source of warmth wrapped around her body.
“Hmmm…”, she moaned.
“Are we awake?”, the sound of her husband’s voice caressed her ears and the rumble in his chest was like a mini massager.
Wait!
She flew out of his comfortable embrace and involuntarily moaned in disapproval as she lost his warmth.
“Arya…”, he started.
“Stop it”, she didn’t even spare him a glance.
“At least let me look at you”, he said.
“Nope”.
“Baby, we need to talk”, he insisted.
“I don’t want to”.
“But we have to”.
“And I said I don’t want to”, she snapped.
“I’m sorry, but this is something we must do”, he said with a low voice.
She sighed. “Okay, I’m listening”.
Silence.
“Arya, tell me what’s bothering you”.
“I will. What
