When Marco found himself alone with Laura, he took her in his arms.
"I'll take care of you now, baby."
"Marco, we need to talk."
He laid her on the bed.
"Did something happen?"
"Protection."
Marco blinked, confused; to him, the feminine universe was often strange and difficult to understand.
"Can we have this conversation later? I miss you, baby."
"Marco, we're not using a condom."
Then he understood, she probably wanted to make him use a condom. If that was the case, she would find out that he could also be stubborn, but he wouldn't use a condom with his wife. Only now did he allow himself to relax about it, first for his own care, then he wanted to make sure he was safe for her.
"Laura, you know I'm safe, don't you? I would never put you at risk. I've never been with anyone els
