C13 A good little wife

“Where are you going?” he asks me.

“To the office,” I turned to him, “what did you think?”

Roman smiles, “You can’t go there looking like that, you look like my wife now.”

I smile back at him and place my hand on his cheek.

“You’re right, I’m sorry.”

Roman places his hand over mine and kisses me again, his lips are soft.

“You.”

I feel warm at the praise. I lean in and kiss him back