The Forgotten Marriage
He asked, a glint of amusement in those blue depths.
I chuckled, “Nothing, it's just…” I shook my head, “If I didn't know any better I'd say your parents named you right,”
His lips thinned, “In what sense?”
“I mean…you're quite a romantic husband, Roman,” I said.
It took a while, but I saw the light in his eyes shift as the joke clicked.
It was unexpected, the sound that left his throat.
A laugh.
It was rich, melodious and ut had my heart pounding so fucking hard I thought my ribs would crack. I feared he could hear it.
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