" Love "
I think I'm having a beautiful dream. No one ever calls me that.
" Ozy " I heard calling again.
I woke up, groaning, from a beautiful dream I can't even remember. Ashe is kissing my face softly, she smells good. My princess always smells good.
" Good morning, love " she said happily.
" Good morning " I muttered.
" I made you breakfast " she exclaimed, grabbing my hand to pull me off the covers.
I grabbed her and dragged her to the bed.
" You are my breakfast " I mumbled, still dazed from sleep.
" Come on, not now. We have to go out " she scolded me, laughing.
" Where are we going? " I asked, confused.
" To see your nephew " she laughed.
Ah… I had become an uncle, again.
" He's your nephew too " I scolded her, letting her run away.
" Not until we get married " she sai
