Rhoda's POV
Lucian's fingers danced across my stomach, and I couldn't stop laughing.
He had this playful grin on his face as he blew air on my skin, his lips making little buzzing noises that tickled so badly I wriggled under the duvet.
“Lucian, stop!” I squealed, breathless from laughter.
“Never,” he said, still blowing soft raspberries across my belly. “I live for this sound, your laugh”
I covered my face with the pillow, trying to escape the tickles but he pulled it away and kissed my stomach again
We were on our matrimonial bed, tangled in soft white sheets with the morning calm sun gently pouring through the window
For once, it felt like the world outside had paused, giving us a little slice of peace.
He finally stopped and then looked up at me. His gaze was soft, full of a
