Kalix Noah's POV
I put her down, locked the door, and looked at my wife. I've been holding back. I've been trying to wait until she regains her memories, but it's hard on my side.
I've wanted to snatch her in the room they're using. Early this afternoon, I sneak out and lock the door so that I can sleep next to her.
"Your majesty, I think you need to cool down. I mean, you need to sober up. Maybe a shower or cold bath will do," she suggests. I smirk.
"Why not? I've wanted to soak in the bathtub with you," I whispered. Her stunned and cute reaction makes me want to tease her more.
My sister was right; courting my wife makes me want her more. I scoop her up and carry her like a princess. Wait, she's a princess consort.
"You must join me then," I murmured.
I saw how alarmed my wife was. I walk toward the bathroom. I locked the door and leaned on it.
"Undress and get inside the bathtub first," I demand.
