Good Morning Hubby Novels & Stories

There’s a faint crease between his brows, like even in sleep, he feels too much. My husband. The word settles deeper today, more real, more dangerous. I lift my hand carefully, brushing my thumb across his cheek. He stirs, his brows softening, then his eyes open. And when he sees me, he smiles. Slow, gentle, as if this is the first thing he wanted to wake up to. “Good morning, baby,” he murmurs, his voice still heavy with sleep. Something in my chest tightens. “Good morning,” I reply quietly.

I kept on telling myself. “Hey there, husband. You look really good today, are you going to work?” Fuck Winnie of course he's going to work what type of question is that. And seriously, ‘hey husband?’ Whatever happened to ‘good morning’. So much for acting normal. I chided myself in my head. I looked up to see him smiling at me and I was confused. “Well, someone seems to be in a good mood. You don't look bad either and yes, I'm going to work”. He replied as he headed for the door.

Morning came and Shion who is still sleeping feel something heavy on top of him. He slowly opens his eyes and a beautiful sight welcomed him. "Good morning, hubby," Kana greeted him, and it makes him smile. "Good morning, wifey," he greeted back. Kana blushes at the endearment. "How long have you been awake?" Shion asked. "I don't know. I lost the time watching you," he answered. Shion chuckled. He sat up and pulled his wife for a hug. He released him and claimed Kana's lips for a good morning kiss.

Today was the day I was going to show her the surprise that I have for her and I can’t wait for her to see it and be happy. I kept shaking her gently till she finally stirred in her sleep and then I exhaled. “Good morning, sleeping beauty,” I flashed her a smile. “Hubby,” she moaned. I leaned down gently, gave her a short kiss on her lips, and patted her stomach. “Why did you wake me? It’s so early in the morning,” she frowned and I nodded my head. “Yes, it’s so early by 11 AM,” I rolled my eyes. She stretched and then yawned before she closed her eyes again.

It was a novel feeling. A post it notes were lying peacefully at the bedside table. 'My husband's too thoughtful.' 'Husband.' Smiling, I repeated uttering the word for a few times more, while suppressing my grin. Rolling the strange yet fulfilling new title on my tongue. 'Good morning, you look so gorgeous (especially under me) :) Take a good rest; anyway, breakfast is ready for my lovely woman. Do forgive me for not staying by your side to witness how you open those beautiful eyes. Let me make it up to you tonight, Wife.

But I will try to finish my work early. The smile on my face dropped a little. If only it was possible to have my hubby in front of me 24×7. I mumbled, "It's okay." And proceeded to read the ending of the letter. Don't wait for me very long if I am not able to get home early. I want my wifey to have a good sleep. I love you so much. Only YOURS, Silas Hubby. Though Silas wasn't with me, he still had me smiling. I murmured, "I love you more, hubby."

He is smiling big. "Good morning my love," he says. "Good morning," I say. And for the first time in a very long time, I mean it.

Lying in his arms, I fall asleep, tired and satiated from sex for now. I wake up alone in bed. Looks like H is an early-morning person. I get out of bed and notice that there’s a glass of orange juice and a card from Hunter on top of the nightstand that reads, "Good morning, my beautiful. You were sleeping so peacefully that I didn't want to wake you up. I'll be right back. I went to get some supplies. I love you, H."

he murmured, voice still rough with sleep. “Good morning, husband,” I replied, leaning back into him. I plated some eggs and toast for him while he poured his coffee. We ate together at the island, sharing small talk about his meetings that day and my plans to visit Mia. He finished quickly, kissed me deeply, and headed for the door. “I’ll see you tonight. I love you.” “I love you more,” I called after him, watching him drive away with that familiar warmth in my chest. Next came waking Emily. I crept into her room and gently shook her shoulder. “Time to get up, sweetheart. School day.”

I went out and was greeted by Uncle Paul. " Good morning, madam. The breakfast is ready. " " Good morning, uncle and thanks, uncle. " I said and sat down on the dining table. After my heavy breakfast. I throw myself on the bed. Suddenly a stitch note and a red dress caught my attention which was on the nightstand. I sat up and took the stitch note. It read. ___ Be ready at sharp 7 o'clock. I love you. - your hubby. ___ " Love you too. " I murmured.