Eternal love:
Island of Brac, November 2023
Kira:
— Happy anniversary, husband.— I smile fully.
—Happy anniversary, wife.- he purres, close to my ear.
Unbelievably, we have reached our wedding's first anniversary and I am utterly happy. It seems like only a couple of days have passed since Patrick and I started a more serious relationship.
He caresses my leg with his hand, finding the silver anklet and making it jingle. In the past three hundred and sixty-five days, my husband has increased the collection of charms and jingle bells which adorn my ankle.
—I think we'll have to get another one, this one is already getting too heavy.- he murmurs against my chin, licking me slowly.
—Yes, another anklet, to fill with memories.-I whisper breathlessly.
—Okay, kitty. As soon as we get back to Greece, I'll buy it. Now give me that mouth!
He kisses me and I bite him. He leaves my lips, looking at me doubtfully.
— Are Alex and Yolie okay? Can we do something? Do you think...?
— Sweetheart, they will manage.
I look at him pleadingly. He narrows his eyes and smiles slightly.
—You can't go around trying to fix everyone's relationships, kitty.
I pout and he growls, lunging at my mouth and kissing me again.
— Okay, okay. We'll visit them as soon as we're able, now, give me some love. Mhhh?
I smile mischievously and give myself the task of pleasing my much loved, much desired, so sexy husband.
*****
We stand together on the white sand, Patrick hugs me from behind and I hug him. We contemplate the horizon, in silence, enjoying each other's company.
—Will it always be like this?- I ask.-Will we always have this total and absolute happiness?
He looks at me thoughtfully for a moment.
—Maybe not. There will be days when your inner tigress pulles out its claws.- smiles.- and there will be days when you don't agree with my verdicts. But I trust, that we know how to balance each other. I will be the impartial tyrant, the implacable king and you, the benevolent queen, who always tries to understand the motives of every accused.
We laughed out loud. He’s right. I've gotten my hands on almost every trial, getting a pretty lenient verdict for the defendants.
Patrick nuzzled my neck with the tip of his nose and sigh.
—I love you, you know that right?-he whispers.
—I love you much more.- I confess.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
