It was another Sunday morning. Everett opened his eyes only to be greeted by the beautiful face of his wife. A loving smile appeared on his lips, and he couldn't resist leaning forward to kiss her.
"Mhm," Zaiyila moaned softly before opening her eyes. When she saw Everett looking at her, she couldn't help but blush. "Good... good morning," she murmured.
Everett didn't respond with words. Instead, he leaned in for another kiss. They kissed for a long time before finally pulling away.
"I... I haven't brushed this morning," Zaiyila commented, her face flushed.
"This isn't the first time we're kissing without brushing. But I don't mind brushing for my Queen," Everett smirked.
Zaiyila blushed even harder. "I... I'll go and bathe first," she stammered, attempting to run off, but Everett caught her just in time.
"My Queen is shy now?"
"I'm not."
"You're not?"
"I am."
"You agree."
"I... you tricked me."
"Did I?"
"No."
"See..."
