Dolly's POV:
I feel his warm arms around me, protectively holding onto me and our little bundle of joy growing inside my stomach. After so long, so many years of trying, years of heartbreak and tears and now we finally get what everyone else around us has. And I can not wait, together we can do anything, this I know.
I need a moment to shed the sleep from my brain, to allow the visions of the night to give way to that of the day, to move from that exciting world which I create during my slumber to things more rooted and real. In a few minutes I will be able to greet the sunlight, to see the colours erupting from the room, I'll see the sleeping form of my wonderful husband, I will adjust. But for now, for now I just want to lay here, I want to enjoy the feeling of his arms around me, the feeling of home and safety before entering that of the real world.
A few minutes later I open my eyes to see his still sleeping form. Moments like this are so very rare, and I cherish the little times I get to experience waking first.
His mouth is parted slightly, snores filling the room. I smile up at him, his hair tousled from sleeping. He looks so peaceful, so lost in his own little dream world. I often wonder of what dreams occupy his mind when in slumber, are they like mine? Dreaming of a happy little family? Or do they consist of other things?
I can't help but smile at the grumble that passes by his lips, and the slight frown that appears on his face, I can feel him beginning to stir, slowly breaking out of the trance that took hold of his body as he slept, gradually his mind adjusting to reality, his eyes flickering adjusting to the light shining into the room before finally opening his eyes. He grumbles again, bringing his free hand to rub the sleep from his eyes. A smile graces his lips as his blue eyes meet mine. To say his eyes were blue was like saying the grass is green, accurate yet not sufficient. In his eyes, I saw how they caught the beauty of the deep oceans that sparkle beneath the moonlight. His eyes were captivating, no sapphire gemstone held as much beauty as his eyes, they weren't even close. Just by looking into his eyes I see the amount of love and emotion held within. Though his face doesn't always portray his feelings, and he definitely doesn't speak about them all that much, but I could tell, his eyes gave it all away, if you knew how to look that is.
At first glance his eyes were emotionless just as his face, but if you were to truly look, you'd see how his eyes were a whirlwind of emotion, that captures you, drawing you in and never letting you go. Admittedly I fell victim to this whirlwind many years ago, and I don't regret a day that goes by for my love for him grows with each passing minute.
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Kenny looks at his wife who appears to be completely lost to her daydreams, he smiles as he carefully moves to capture his wife in a loving kiss. A second passes before Dolly returns the kiss, her heart fluttering at the dance between their lips.
"Good morning Angel." Kenny smiles pulling back slightly to meet her eyes.
Dolly returns the smile as she began twirling strands of his hair from his chest around her fingers.
"Good Mornin' Handsome." The blonde said inching closer to place another kiss upon his lips.
The man grins before deepening the kiss, ever so gently pushing Dolly onto her back. A moment passes before he pulls away, smiling from ear to ear.
"You look very happy." His smile was contagious as Dolly returned it, looking up at him.
"I am, I have a gorgeous and loving wife." He kisses her softly on the head, nose then lips, before adjusting his position, moving down the bed as he pushed her top up to expose her stomach where there little baby grew.
"And the perfect little angel on the way." He adds before leaning down and placing a loving kiss on Dolly's stomach. Unaware of the suddenly emotional Dolly, Kenny rises slowly to look up at his tearful wife and his smile fades away.
