Good Morning Hubby Novels & Stories

I went into the kitchen and hugged him from behind. " Good morning dan" i greeted. He turned" good morning kathie" he said kissing my forehead. I smiled. " How was the night? He asked winking at me. I hit his chest" silly boy" " Hope you aren't feeling any pain" he asked. " Just a little" i said. " Am sorry okay? He apologized. " It's okay, am fine" I said. " Thank you Kathie" he said. " What for? " For keeping yourself for me, am glad I got married to you, you made me the happiest man on Earth" he said beaming.

Nathan I wake up the following morning to find my wife in my arms. She must have been emotionally exhausted because she usually wakes up before me. I pick up my phone and instruct Brian to send us breakfast. I don’t want Amari worrying about that today. I am still watching her when she flips her alluring eyes open. “Morning.” I plant a kiss on her forehead. “Morning, wife.” I tighten my arms around her when she cries to sit. “Breakfast is sorted. A friend is sending us something,” I say and feel her relax.

The discussion on cooperation went quite well, both parties were equally satisfied, and hoped that in the future it would also produce good things. "Okay, then, Mr. Edgar, I have to say goodbye now, because my husband is waiting," Keysha deliberately suppressed the word husband, so that Edgar would know and remember that Keysha now has a husband, and to break Edgar's argument, who seemed to see that Keysha would not be happy if he were not married to Edgar. "Okay, Mrs. Keysha, have a nice lunch with your lovely husband," said Edgar, with a forced smile. Keysha just smiled, and walked away.

As the morning sun painted the room in a warm glow, I slowly opened my eyes to the gentle touch of sweet kisses on my neck, sending a delightful shiver down my spine. A wave of joy washed over me, and I couldn't help but smile, feeling utterly content. "Good morning sunshine," came Dante's soft voice, whispered lovingly into my ear. With love in my heart, I replied, "Good morning, my dear husband." "Wait, we are still married, are we?" I questioned wide eyed.

On Friday morning, Deon Adams woke up. Then he looked at his wife who was nestled in his arms sleeping. He walked to the bathroom and filled the bathtub with water, and then he walked to their bed. He kissed his wife until she woke up. She was dazed when she looked at her husband. She smiled at him and said, “Good morning Hubby.” Her husband smiled back at her and replied, “Good morning my dearest wife, did you sleep well?” Debby told her husband that she slept very well in his arms. He picked her up, and he walked with her in his arms to the bathroom. They washed up together, and then he wrapped her with the towel and walked out of the bathroom.

I yell crossing my arms over my chest while flaunting the irritation on my face. He groan softly and finally move stretching his arms before slowly opening his eyes. I raised my brow when our gaze met. The corner of his lips lifted up lazily, flashing a hint of mischievousness in his deep dark orbs. "Good morning, wife" My face went serious when I felt the fast pounding of my heart. There is a warning bell ringing on the back of my head. He's attacking me again. Get a grip on yourself, Herravie. "Good morning, the breakfast is ready. Get up now" I strictly said.

The kind of kiss that sends tingling sensations shooting straight down to my toes, making them curl in delight. Warmed by his loving attention, I couldn't help but respond with a sleepy, though undoubtedly bright, smile. “Good morning, my handsome husband,” I replied, my voice carrying the mixture of drowsiness and happiness that always accompanies these early moments. His morning kisses have a kind of magic to them, a pleasant wake-up call that surpasses even the sweetest dreams. It's the perfect start to any day, feeling cherished, loved, and undeniably blessed to share these moments with him.

he added before heading out. I stared at his contact info and it was saved as hubby, with two red hearts. I hissed disgusted and irritated. I went through my phone and I had missed calls from Madison and my Dad. I dialed Madison and she answered in seconds. Me: Hey Maddie. Good morning. Maddie: What's going on? Do you need me around? You sound so down. Me; it's nothing serious dear, I had a stressful morning. Maddie: Stressful? You guys had morning sex? (She said whispering)

I rushed into the bathroom to take a Ghusal. I came out to find my hubby busy in the kitchen making breakfast. It was Sunday, so no maids today. I went and hugged him from behind. "Good morning babe." I said. He chuckled amused at his new nickname. "Babe huh?" "Yep. You look like one right now." I said. His hair was slightly wet and he was wearing a tank top gracing me with the view of his flexing muscles. I slipped my hand in feeling his abs. "You're distracting me Naila!" He warned.

“Welcome to a new day, my wife.” I managed a smile, trying not to think about how much drool I might’ve left on the pillow. “Good morning, hubby.” He looked so pleased, like calling him that was the greatest gift I could give him. I turned and gave everyone else a polite nod as they chorused their greetings. I leaned into him slightly and whispered, “Why are they all here?” “They were waiting for you,” he said smoothly, as if that explained everything. “But first, breakfast.” I opened my mouth to apologize for waking up late, but he gently cut me off.