Green-minded (EDITING) ✔

F O R T Y: More of him

My slumber ends after my ears capture the music of the piano filling the entire place. I rise from the bed and leave our room, only to find Tony sitting in front of the piano and playing it with his eyes shut closed. I lean against the wall as I listen to the beautiful and unique sound. I give him a once-over and until now, it doesn't sink in that we're already married. I admit it was fast but being a wife to this amazing man is definitely gratifying. He has a wonderful gift in music and I'm looking forward to waking up to the sound of music every day.

It took a few minutes before he notices my presence, he opens his eyes and then flashes me a bright smile, "Good morning, sunshine. Oh sorry, good afternoon rather."

"Oh, wow. We woke up late." I check the time, the gold digital wall clock displays 2:20 PM.

"No. You woke up late." He taps his hand on the long bench. He scoots over and let me sit down next to him.

I feel a bit shy after smelling his aftershave. So he already took a shower. His shampoo and shower gel's got a nice minty scent, words spill out of my lips, "You smell so good."

He chuckles, noticing that I accidentally blurt that out. He did not expect my remark obviously, "You smell good, too. Especially last night."

"Shut up, you're embarrassing me." I lightly slap his arm. I really have to take a shower.

"Why should you be embarrassed? I'm your hubby."

I smile when I hear him say 'hubby'. Cute.

He adds, "Plus, I'm serious when I told you that slapping, pinching, whipping, and any other form of violence is strictly performed inside the bedroom."

I roll my eyes as my lips pull up to a smile, "You're hilarious. By the way, what were you playing earlier? I'm fond of listening to different types of music but it's my first time to hear that sound. It's odd because it doesn't sound like the classical music that you've always been playing, more like a modern ballad or pop genre. It's uniquely enchanting."

"I'm not sure. It just popped up in my mind and I had the urge to play it, so I did."

My mouth forms an 'O' as I stare at him in disbelief, "Did you mean that you created that? It's beautiful, love."

"I have to check that out. Maybe I heard it before, maybe not." He grins.

"I'm leaning towards the theory that you've composed that, Mr. Genius."

"Maybe." He kisses my disheveled hair which made feel so uncomfortable. Knowing the fact that he smells so fresh, I want to shower right this instant.

"If you may excuse me. I need to-" I was about to stand up when he grabs my arm to keep me in my original position.

He laces our fingers together while his other hand lifts my chin to his side, he gently places a kiss on my lips but I did not respond and release my lips from his, his brows furrow, "Any problem, wifey?"

I utter a laugh when he called me 'wifey'. Small butterflies flutter their wings wildly inside my stomach. I raise my hand to cover my mouth as I state, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"You're cute. You smell all right, I still like it." He takes my lips to his. Kissing it while pouring his feelings for me, I feel love, care, and longing. I can sense the intense heat diffusing from him. He wants me now and I understand that he's hesitant to tell me that, knowing that it's me who needs to perform in our lovemaking.

Our situation is odd but it doesn't matter to me, all that I'm thinking is I want to make him happy as much or even much more than he's making me happy. With that in mind, let me show him some Girl Power here.