"Lilou."
I raised my hand, stopping the maid that was decorating my hair with an ornament. A smile appeared on my face before turning in my seat. There stood my husband, who just entered my room, crossing his arms with his eyes on me.
"The goods you procured the last time arrived," he said as he walked towards me. As if on cue, the maidservant bowed her head wordlessly and left us alone.
Sam squatted down in front of me, looking up for me to see his perfect facial features. I would never get enough of this man's beauty.
"We're you mad about my spending?" I asked while cupping his jaw.
"Why would I?" Sam planted a kiss on the back of my hand with his eyes on me. "I just missed you."
