Aaron had closed his eyes, immersed his body in the hot water of the bathtub, resting his head on the rim of the tub when Aarvi entered the bedroom with a tray of light food as they didn't have time to wait for digestion.
She kept the tray on the coffee table in front of the armchair that was facing the glass wall overlooking the city. While going inside to fetch him nightwear, she gently pecked on his forehead causing the corner of his lips to threaten him to curl up.
She repeated, his cheeks, his lips, the tip of his nose, until he groaned painfully, "Aarvi Evans, stop exciting me."
Aarvi giggled silently before kneeling next to him, "I didn't even do anything." She sounded all innocent and then again pressed his soft lips against his smooth cheek.
