I giggled and raised my hand to touch his jaw. Why is his skin so smooth? I traced his jaw slowly using my index finger. Why is he so perfect? Like, being close to him feels almost like a sin.
“You don’t know your wife?” I asked him while smiling
“Are you crazy? I don’t have a wife.” He said blankly while removing my hand from his jaw. I smirked at his reply.
“Oh, my bad. I’m your future wife, whether you like it or not.” I said, grinning from ear to ear.
“You are crazy . . .”
He whispered softly while staring at me.
“I don’t even know you and then you suddenly say you’re my wife? Are you losing your mind?” He uttered while gritting his teeth.
My eyes suddenly darkened at what he said so I couldn’t help but tweak him tightly while smiling so sweetly.
I gripped his
