Craig
“You were up early,” the most beautifully sleepy voice exclaimed from behind me.
Turning on my stool at the island in the middle of the kitchen, I looked over into the seductive hazel eyes of my Pingu, my penguin, my soul mate. She looked sexy as hell. Her hair was all dishevelled from sleep, her short nightdress and robe were crumpled and she had that innocent, just woken up expression. She was so beautiful and I thanked my lucky stars every day that fate had pushed us together.
“I couldn’t sleep,” I murmured, shrugging like it was no big deal.
“Because of me,” she stated, and started nibbling on her bottom lip. “Craig, I’m sorry.”
“Baby, come here.” I opened my arms to invite her in.
As she stepped between my thighs, I placed my palms on either side of her face, and angled her head to look into my eyes. “You have nothing to be sorry for okay? I won’t pretend that what you told me last night doesn’t hurt like hell, because it does. But I understand why you feel that way. I am going to prove to you every day that I'm here for the long haul, though…as your husband.” Before she had a chance to retort I pulled her lips to mine, drawing her into mind obliterating passion so that all she could think of was us and how good we were together.
My hands strayed from her cheeks, and made their way down, across every glorious curve of her delectable body. I would never tire of this, of her. Fate had its hand in bringing us together to this point, and I sure as hell planned to continue along this path set for us. I just needed to help Amber over the little bump sitting in front of her. I hoped then it would all be smooth sailing.