Chapter Forty

I woke up in the middle of the night thirsty and came face to face with my husband. He wasn't sleeping, instead he was studying my face as if I was a mystery to him.

"Sorry, did my creepy stare wake you up?" He asked, stroking my collarbone with his fingers softly. I was acutely aware of my nakedness under the sheets. He exhibited his gloriously naked torso as if it wasn't the most irresistible sight to wake up to in the middle of the night.

"Were you being creepy again?" I moved to my side to face him and yawned.

He moved closer to me and rolled me on top of his body. "No, I was watching my wife while she slept like a baby. It's called admiring."

"But it's still creepy to stare at someone while they are sleeping." I folded my arms over his chest, loving the feel of his heartbeats against mine. We had never spent a night in our bed talking before. It was certainly the first.

"You're annoyingly right about that." He groaned, running his thumb over my dry lips. "Do you have a punishment