His AVNI~ The saga of true love begins with a mysterious lie

50. A message~

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ADVIKA'S POV

Suddenly, I felt a slight movement in my body. I snuggled more into his chest, and I heard his chuckling sound.
 
But he didn't bother to open my eyes; nothing is more important for me than sleep. He started caressing my bare back, making me wiggle.
 
"Sam, stop it. I really wanted to sleep for some more," I stated in my sleeping, dizzy voice, and turned to the side opposite him.
 
"I really don't have a problem with your sleeping baby, but actually, now you need to go to your dance school." He whispered in a low voice near my ear. I shivered when I felt his breath fanning over my side.
 
He planted a kiss on my hair. I totally forgot. Now I can't sleep like this. I have to wait for Sunday to get my best sleep.
 
I signed, slightly opened my eyes, and turned around to his side. After taking a glimpse of my handsome man, I kissed him.
 
"Good morning," I whispered while snuggling into his bare chest. He wrapped his right arm around my back, pulling me closer to him, and his left hand was under my head, my comfortable pillow.
 
"Good morning," He breathed and kissed my temple. I am completely naked under the duvet, and the outfit the outfit he was wearing last night was superb but tiring as well.
 
I don't know when I slept; he always cleaned me after we were done, but one thing bothers me a little bit: he always uses protection. I really wanted to know about his future plans.
 
"Mm?, Can I ask you something?" I muttered while biting my lower lips. As I hide my face in his chest, we can't see each other's faces.
 
"You don't need to ask, before asking anything," He uttered it in his deep, husky morning voice. I tightly wrapped my arms around him, like what if he gets angry or something, but I knew he would never because I knew him very well.
 
"Sam, why did you always use protection?" I managed to ask him while slightly caressing his back, but he didn't reply, making me nervous.
 
"Why do people use that, Avni? I think you read that in your 10th book, right?" I can feel sarcasm behind his calm tone. I really wanted to glare at him, but first of all, I just need to know about his plans.
 
"I didn't ask that; I want to know whether you wanted a kid or not." I suddenly asked the question that has been bothering me for the past few days, especially after meeting my students.
 
"Did someone say anything, Avni?" His voice immediately turned serious. I gulped and slightly pulled myself just a little bit to see his face.
 
His expression was serious, but that softness in his eyes for me couldn't leave anywhere.
 
"Nobody said anything, Sam I just want to know about your future plans," I asked in a low, nervous voice. I blinked my lashes several times and gulped nervously. He took a deep breath.
 
"Don't ever say that. What about your future plans? We are married, and now everything is our plan. Am I clear, baby?" He uttered while slightly rubbing his thumb on my lower lips, and a current ran down my spine.
 
His expression was not helping me either. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm myself.
 
"I want to know about our future plans," I muttered. He smiled and nodded.
 
"What do you want to know?" He asked, gently hugging me. I signed and opened my mouth to utter something.
 
"What do you think about kids?" I questioned him with nervousness. I thought he must be uncomfortable or weird, but he was something beyond my imagination. A beautiful smile spread on his face.
 
"To be honest, I really don't want to experience labour pain and the fear of losing you no, I don't want to think about it."

He uttered with a hint of sadness in his voice. My heart skipped a beat just to listen to his words for me.

I never ever imagined someone who was actually scared to lose me; he makes me feel those imaginations into reality.