Your eyes fluttered open, and as your sight focused, the first thing you saw was your husband. He was admiring you.

He was propped up against the headboard of your bed, watching you with his eyes full of admiration. “When did you wake up?” You ask, getting out of bed.

“An hour ago” he says, showing no emotion. “Why didn’t you wake me up?” You ask, walking into the bathroom. “I assumed you were tired” he says, standing up and following you.

You grab your toothbrush, you look up into mirror and notice hickeys all along your neck. You turn to face Lewis.

You sigh “Look what you did” you say with an annoyed tone. He smiles, proudly. “I know”

You grab your concealer and a small makeup brush, preparing to cover them up. Lewis stops you. “You don’t have to hide them..” he says almost offended.

You look up into his eyes. “I have some errands to run, what if someone sees them?” You say.

He tilts his head to the side, “Then let them know you’re mine.”