Elle's POV
My eyelids were heavy when I woke up the next day. I was still groggy and wanted to drift back to sleep, but the urge vanished when I realized the space beside me was empty.
I turned over and stared at the spot where my husband had lain the night before. I still couldn’t believe he had let me sleep next to him.
To think that he was the one who asked—it was unbelievable, like a dream, but felt totally wonderful.
I had been so happy that I barely slept, my mind a whirlwind of joy, shock, and wonder.
Even though we had remained back-to-back with a few feet of distance between us, the proximity had made me restless. If I could have hugged him, I would have, but I knew that was asking for too much.
I couldn't help but smile.
Maybe this honeymoon wasn't so bad after all.
I got
