"Hey, what are you thinking of, sweetheart?" he pulled her close and buried his face into her neck, sniffing her heady scent.
"I'm thinking about how we can spend more time with Jiro. I missed him so much. I wonder how he is doing," she said, playing with his hair.
"Not that child again. You have been talking about him all the time," he looked at her and kissed her forehead.
"Why do I sense jealousy here?" she almost laughed, seeing how frustrated he looked.
"You sense it because I am jealous. I really am, honey. Deeply and insatiably jealous," he admitted.
"He is your son, silly, have you forgotten? Besides he is just but a boy. What on earth can you be jealous of?" she pouted.
"Anything and everything that takes up space in your heart and mind, I am extremely jealous over. I want all of your love and attention to myself. So please only pour all your love and affections to me," he knew it to be crazy, but it is the truth.
