"Are you sure you're going to be fine here?" Adam spoke up as he fixed the woolen comforter which was covering her legs, making sure that they properly covered and her bare legs were not peaking out of anywhere.
After returning from the funeral, they had just settled in to have some rest when Adam had received a call from Blake. His presence was needed at the base. Though he didn't want to leave Stella back here, taking her along with him would only make her tired and she was already feeling sleepy from their trip to the cemetery.
"I will be fine, you worrywart." Stella rolled her eyes as she leaned her back against the headboard while keeping her gaze on her hen-pecked husband. "And I won't skip my lunch." She added with a smile.
"You better not." Giving her one last glare, he leaned in to press a kiss against her forehead. "I will miss you." He muttered against her forehead as he let his lips linger on her skin for a little longer.
