Chapter Seventy-three

She smiled as she felt his touch. He was caressing her back to wake her up and she loved it. She makes as she got more comfortable.

"That feels nice," she whispered in a hoarse morning voice.

"Happy to know that," she heard him say, "Come it's time for a bath." He lifted her as she whined.

"I was sleeping." She cried in frustration. 

"For the last nine hours."

"What? So soon, I need more," she mumbled into his neck as he carried her to the bathroom.

He raised his eyebrows in mock attitude as she looked between his beautiful, peaceful sleeping wife and the tub.

Her or the tub.

Her or the tub.

The tub it was.

Leaning her over the tub, he dropped her.

"What?!" She struggled to get up as the water into her eyes, ears and nose.

Snoring it out, she cleared her eyes and looked at him, Alarmed. "What'?!" She yelled.