In the morning,
Aarvi woke up at her regular time. She found herself holding Aaron's hand and hugging his forearm in sleep. And her husband was sleeping peacefully on the next pillow. It had been many days since they slept on different pillows. She was so used to his arms around her and waking up to his masculine scent and the warmth.
Propping her head on her hand, she silently watched her husband. She knew not just her, he was worried too. He rather prefers her to stay safe in the home than going out, looking for trouble. Yet, he convinces himself only for her. She continued to watch stealing some kisses.
Aaron took a deep long breath and she understood he was waking up. She waited to see if he would go back to sleep, look for her or wake up straight. His lips tempting arced, making her think why he might be smiling? Morning dreams?
She whispered, going closer to his ear, "What are you dreaming of, Doctor Rivas?"
