This view is breathtaking. The Royal blue and black sky is so beautiful. The view of the Eiffel Tower is amazing, and the lights- my thoughts got interrupted by hands snaking around my waist.
"Baby, I'm glad I married you. You're perfect for me." Luke whispered to me.
Gosh he makes me blush. I smiled and put my head down.
He grabbed my chin (gently) and lifted my head so he could look me in the eyes.
"Don't do that. I think it's beautiul when you blush!" He said. He kissed my cheek.
We went to bed and.......wink wink. Just kidding. I'm still uncomfortable to do things like that. But, before our honeymoon ends, I'm going to let Luke be a husband.
As we lay in bed, I was in deep thought. I think about how I still need help overcoming what happened, but I am so glad I have a husband like Lukey Pookey to understand me and support me each step of the way.
"Baby," Luke started. " I know that you are still trying to get over what happened. I just want you to know that I won't pressure you. I want you to feel safe. Ok?" Luke said.
Gosh. He can see right through me.
"Ok Pookey. Thanks." I replied.
" Let's get our rest. I have some things planned for tomorrow." He said.
"Okey doke. Goodnight" I said turning off my lamp on the hotel nightstand.
"Night babe." He said as he pecked my lips and turned off his lamp. He then wrapped his arms around my waist and we drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
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I woke up to the beautiful rays of the sunshine. I turned over and saw Luke just waking up. He looked super groggy. But his eyes were like crystals and the sunlight sparkled in his eyes.
"Morning baby." Luke said as he pecked my forehead.
"Mornin' " I said back.
We stared into each others eyes. Like we somehow connected and understood the unspoken words in our eyes.
But, I got up and ran a bubble bath. Somehow Luke convinced me to let get in with me. I was so embarassed about myself.
I hope I will be ok soon. I hate this feeling. At least my hubby understands me.
