Continuation
“MY WIFE,” LUCAS lovingly whispered in her ears, his eyes set on her and danced around her face. Nasa honeymoon sila, they spent it in Bali, a day matapos ng beach wedding nila ay lumipad sila para mapag-isa at mag celebrate. They lovingly spent their time with each other, glued and smooching and enjoying the sights and stop overs.
There was a curt smile on her face, as his palms glided on her silk and lace night gown, and traced the line of her thighs. She can remember the look in his eyes during the wedding day, and how for a few seconds he can see him from afar, wiping his own eyes.
“Did you cry on our wedding day?” she asked, “aminin mo.”
“I’ll be damned if I deny, oo medyo, I mean who wouldn’t…just seeing you so lovely and just being mine.”
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