Damn this show and how it’s invaded my feelings. Crying over my cereal this morning. Sigh.
A morning drabble cause when it hurts, I write. A little bit of fluffy sexy times for our Captain Swan.
He wakes to the dip of the bed beneath him, sunshine bright against his closed eyelids. Giving a groan, he rolls and opens his eyes to find an angel sitting beside him. She smiles, reaching out to lace her fingers with his and he can’t help but lift her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss above the set of rings she now wears.
Wife…she’s his wife and the memory of her in white, walking toward him with a smile on her lips has him grinning from ear to ear.
“What?” she asks, blushing as he presses his smile to the beat of her pulse, trailing his nose after it before dropping their hands back to the bed.