Chapter 17: Dreaming

Stella

HE'S GOING TO CONFESS? Am I deaf? Dreaming? Or maybe I'm still drunk? So I slapped myself lightly causing him to frown at me.

"Why are you doing that to yourself?" He asked so I was stunned again and pointed to the flower he was holding.

"Is that true?" I didn't seem to know the question so he laughed and approached me and gave me the flower.

I just close my eyes when he caresses my cheek and he kisses me here. I couldn’t help but shudder because of what he was doing.

"Hey, open your eyes. Look at me, Wife." He spoke softly so I slowly opened my eyes and our eyes met.

I just held my breath when he smiled. This man is a very handsome creature. So handsome that everyone wants him.

"Am I dreaming?" I whispered and he answered.

"No… you're not dreaming. This is all true." He answered and I again roamed my eyes across our room.

There were petals scattered on the floor up to the veranda where the table was and there was food already. I know he cooked because I know the smell when he