Morning came and Veronica woke up early.
Rawlf was already out, probably having his morning coffee so Veronica decided to go downstairs.
True to her assumption, her man was in the living area, sipping from his coffee, while reading the early newspaper.
Rawlf sensing her arrival looked up and his stoic face turned soft after seeing his woman, who just woked up, wearing her silk white robe and thankfully, house slippers on her feet.
He move to walk to her and when she's at the very base of the stairs where he waited, Rawlf took her in his arms, nuzzled her hair for some moment then gently lifted and carry her, the bridal way to the sofa with him.
The tightening sensation in his chest earlier urged him to carry his woman after seeing her which proved his formula that everytim
