Lips

Davis sighed and blocked his ears with his arms. "I was waiting for you, remember as a married couple we should be sleeping in the same room?" He reminded her as he slowly sat up.

Stella closed her eyes and arranged her hair backwards. "Davis" she called him and he moved a bit closer to her. "Yes wife? I love the way you call my name, call me again" he said with a smirk.

"I think you must be out of your mind to talk like this, leave my room now!!" She pointed to the exit which was her room door.

"If I leave then I will be taking you because your bed is so small and uncomfortable for the both of us to sleep" Davis replied and Stella couldn't believe her ears. What is wrong with him? Why is he suddenly talking like this? Are the thoughts running through her mind?

"But no one is here Davis, we don't need to act as a married couple when we are alone because there'll be no one to question us about it" she told him.

"But Stella, if we don't practice how to get used to each other then it'll