"Dom?" she walked towards him. She has been looking for him all over the house.
"My queen," he looked up and forced himself to smile, he was holding a glass of whiskey in his hand
"I have been looking all over for you. Why are you here, alone and drinking?" she pressed a tender kiss on his cheek when she reached him.
"I'm just trying to relax," he reasoned, maintaining his smile.
"Why are you stressed out?" she started massaging his shoulders.
"Don't," he stopped her. "I should be the one taking care of my queen, not the other way around."
He kissed her hands over and over, "I love you, and enjoy your attention. But you should really be sleeping right now."
"How can I sleep without you beside me?" she sat on his lap and took the glass of whiskey from him.
"Were you worried over me?" he teased her.
