He leaned in, so close to her face that he could feel her warm breath on his cheek.

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“Are you okay?” he said in a hushed whisper and she nodded.

“I just don’t think I can get upstairs right now.”

David brushed away a few strands of her now messy hair before he smiled.

“That’s not a problem.” He picked her up in his arms and walked to the living room. Michelle was surprised that he could carry her after all that. He gently laid her down on the couch and pulled a blanket over her.

“What about you?” she asked and he shrugged.

“I didn’t know if you were going to welcome to the idea of me sharing the space in that way.”

She shook her head and moved over on the couch, letting him have enough room to slide in. He held her as he closed his eyes, wondering why every night wasn’t exactly like this. As he lay there gently stroking her upper arm, he couldn’t help but wonder if his mother had been right all along. The feelings were definitely creeping in and he would rather have her like this, because this was different.

This was perfect.

This was exactly what marriage was supposed to be.

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