He was her husband. They had already applied for the marriage license, and they only needed a ceremony now. He was her man. Why couldn't she reasonably ask him to lull her to sleep?
She was qualified to make such a request! The thought made her less shy.
She feared that he would leave her alone again.
On these nights she was waiting for him, she had pictured the scene when he came back. She would blame him, question him, or refuse to speak to him... However, when it came time to see him, she found that she did not want to blame him or ask what he and Charlotte had done in Chicago for so many days. The only thing she could do was to catch him and make him stay with her.
As long as she could smell his smell in his arms, she was satisfied and didn't want to think more.
"Are you still a baby?" He grinned at her, leaning on the back of the bed, and held her in his arms as she asked.
