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"Good morning sleepyhead!" I chirped at the man sleeping without any care of the world besides me. Poking his cheek with my pointer finger, I watched him twist and turn in bed until he was facing me.
He didn't open his eyes, instead he just wrapped his hands around me. I giggled at the touch of him. I loved it when he did so.
"Just five more minutes Isha, please." He muttered and snuggled closer to me, his nose rubbed against my cheek making me giggle.
"Arsh stoooop. You are going to be late at the hearing!" I reminded him about the hearing of his client which was scheduled today. It was seven am right now, the hearing was at nine.
"Wake uppppp." I whisper screamed in his ear when he ignored my previous words and ruffled his hair. Groaning, he finally left me and sat on the bed, staring in front at the bedroom wall grumpily.
He looked so damn cute!
"You have some personal problem with my sleep, don't you?" He asked, giving me a dirty, offended look. I chuckled and sat up on the bed too, adjusting my cami top down which had gone up till my ribs and smiled at him.
"No. But I want to see you succeed in everything you do." I replied with an over cheesy smile, the one which I know makes him melt like an ice. Every single time.
I knew it worked when the next moment, his gaze softened at me and he sighed looking down.
"C'mere." He said to me, and opened his arms. My smile widened, slowly converting into a grin when I walked, more like jumped past the bed and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands wrapped around my waist, and his head laid on my chest since he was sitting on the bed while I was standing.
"How do you always smell so good? Even after just waking up." He mumbled on my chest and kissed my collarbone. That made me feel funny, and I just clutched his neck tighter.
"That's the night cream I applied, it's smell is so good." I replied back and put my chin on his head. Slowly, Arsh looked up at me and pecked my lips. "I love you." He whispered suddenly.
I loved when he did so.
"I love you too, three, tenfolds." I replied and pecked his nose. He just shook his head, knowing he can never win me in this argument.
"Fineeee, but I will always love you a little more than you do." He winked at me and got up, his hands still around my waist. I looked up to look in his eyes, trying to look offended.
"Meri phirki le rahe ho?" I asked faking offence. (You are kidding with me?)
"Sacchai baya kar raha hu." He replied and kissed my cheek, walked inside the washroom, leaving me all flustered and happy. (I am just telling the truth.)
Four years of marriage with this man have been bliss. I can't wait for more to come.
