As he whispered softly in her ear, her red lips appeared to be murmuring sweetly. She could hear it quite plainly, but it seemed like she guessed it was just her dream. Raven drew a smile along his mouth as she fell asleep yet again only after she had loosened the frown on her forehead.
The sight of her relaxing into sleep brought a tender smile to his face.
How could he not fall in love with this person?
Raven had to admit it—eventually. The emotion that he had been feeling for his wife all this time was love itself. It was a revelation that settled over him with a profound sense of rightness.
Her head was then raised by his hand as it swayed softly. The gentle movement was enough to keep her from slumping forward.
It was clear as day that if it were to continue in this manner, she would eventually have her face down on the desk.
