she muttered, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
“ Is this how our marriage is going to be?” He wrapped his arms around her waist, pushing a kiss into her hair. The strength of him stunned her, yet he was so gentle.
Wild fire sprung to life in the pit of her stomach, and she reached up, brushing her lips against his collarbone, running her hands across his muscular chest. “A little bit of that,” she teased, “but a lot more of this.” And she kissed him, her mouth opening, welcoming his tongue.
When she was breathless, he pulled back to stare lovingly into her eyes. Yes, definitely the colour of the sky right before a storm.
The End