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We let out a laugh, following her into the spa, looking around. The air smells like fresh cucumbers, and the quiet, soothing music makes my shoulders dip, relaxation already taking over.
“And so do you,” Gabi says, nudging my arm. “I know you’re tired, and stressed, so I booked you a massage.”
“You did?” I arch a brow. “Wow… that’s nice.”
“I know,” Gabi says with a smile. “If only I had a friend like myself.”
I let out a scoff, and lift my head when I see a lady walking toward me, flashing me a smile.
“Have fun, and try not to moan too loud. I’m getting a massage right next door.”
I let out a laugh, following the lady into the room, and as soon as I lie on the table, and her hands start working my muscles, I let out a groan that’s undoubtedly loud enough for Gabi to hear.
God. I underestimated how much I needed this. Some quiet time to relax, and be pampered.
I adore Nova. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me, along with her father, but being a mom is hard, especially to a three-year-old. And now with another on the way, I’m tired. All the goddamn time. Aiden helps a lot when he’s home, but when he’s not, it’s just me and her, and I miss him all the time.
“Oh my god,yes! Right there, Petra. Get those knots out.”
I scrunch my eyebrows, hearing Gabi’s voice next door, and let out a laugh.
And she toldmenot to be too loud.
Chapter 10
My eyes tear away from the TV as soon as the door opens, and Leila walks inside, my lips lifting into a huge grin at the sight of her. Four years of being married to the most beautiful girl in the world, and I still smile like a fool whenever I see her.
Leila trails inside, her eyes hooded as if she’s just woken up from a deep sleep, and she hums as she walks toward me, joining me on the bed.
“Hey, baby,” I say, turning the TV off as I slide my hands to her face and bring our lips together. The scent of massage oil enters my noise and I hum into her mouth, loving how sweet she smells, though I prefer the usual peach scent from her shampoo.
She moans into my mouth, her lips lifting into a smile against mine. “Mmm. Hi,” she replies, her eyes fluttering as she melts into me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Jesus,” I say with a chuckle, pulling away to hold her face in mine, seeing her smile, and look dreary. “What the hell did they do to you in there?”
She hums again, letting out a soft, content sigh. “They took all my stress away,” she replies.
I arch an eyebrow, feeling a tinge of possessiveness in me. Kinda getting jealous that someone put their hands all over her body and made herthishappy. “You don’t need them todo that. I can take your stress away, gorgeous,” I tell her, bringing out lips together.
She laughs, shaking her head. “Sorry, but it was better than orgasms.”
“Really?” I ask, smirking at her. “Want me to remind you how good my orgasms are?”
She lets out a chuckle, resting her head on mine. “Yes, please.”
My lip twitch at the sight of her so soft, and fucking adorable. “I’ve got to say, I kind of like this version of mellowed out Leila,” I say, pressing my lips to her cheek. “But I love when you tease me more,” I admit with a smirk.
“I don’t have the energy for that,” she murmurs with a sweet sigh. Her eyes flick open and she runs her hands up my arms, reaching my face as she traces her fingers over my brows before running her hands through my hair. “You’re so beautiful.”
Seeing her smile, and touch me, and compliment me makes a shiver run up my spine. “Holy shit,” I breathe out a laugh, wrapping my arms around her waist as I bring her closer to me. “I’m going to book you a massage every fucking week if it makes you like this,” I joke, feeling her soft hair beneath my fingers as I brush it behind her ear.
She shakes her head, her gorgeous green eyes that knocked the air out of my chest when I first met her hood as a smirk appears on her lips. “You’re acting like I’m drunk. I’m just complimenting my husband.”
That word on her lips, makes me groan as I bring our lips together and I kiss her, with every ounce of love I have for her.
“I love you,” I mumble against her lips, going back for another kiss, and another, and another. Can’t get enough of my wife.
She hums, smiling against my lips. “Love you,” she says, kissing me back.
