Corbin refused to let Sylvia go to work. He had to go out of town yesterday with his uncle for some important work. When he came back this morning, what happened with Sylvia was hot news in the town.
His aunt tried to calm him, but he didn't listen and ran straight to see Sylvia.
Currently, Corbin was in Sylvia's bed, sprawled, resting his back against the headboard. Sylvia leaned her back against his chest, his arms encircled around her abdomen. For the past half an hour, they remained like that, relishing in the comfortable silence and the security.
Corbin had never felt so relaxed in his life before. He loved how she was so small, fitting perfectly against his body. Her soft raven hair smelled like sandalwood, soothing his senses.
His thumb rested on her belly, doodled mindless patterns, sending butterflies in her stomach. A soft satisfying smile plastered on Sylvia's face as she closed her eyes.
"Corbin"
"Hmm?"
