Neil walked into the room and his steps halted when he saw his wife walked out of the bathroom. Her cheek was slightly reddened and the tip of her hair was a little wet. He closed the door behind him and walked over to her slowly. Seeing that Edith had reached for the hairdryer, Neil gestured her to sit down and helped her to dry her hair.
Once he was done, Neil put the hairdryer on the table and bent to kiss a spot on her nape. Edith coiled as she was feeling ticklish then, she turned around and pecked at his nose.
"What are you doing?"
"Baby… you smell nice."
"There is still a month before the first trimester ended," Edith reminded him.
"I know." Neil lifted her off the chair and placed her on top of her laps. Holding her tightly, Neil then buried his nose in her nape. Smelling the familiar scent, his heart became a little calmer.
"Darling…"
"Hmm?"
"Do you want me to help you?"
