Engrossed upon your book, you fail to notice your husbands gaze at you.

Azheir, your husband for two years frowns slightly under the impression that you no longer adore him because of a mere book.

"Darling, have you hold no sense of adoration for me now?"

"Your beauty always enchants me whenever you engross yourself upon your little books. Yet it finds me upset that you pay no mind to me whenever I come in the room." His arms embrace you gently as he places a kiss on your neck.