The next morning, Khalie woke up on Luke’s tender kisses. She smelled his familiar manly scent. His hard chest pressed against her delicate body. He was caressing her face with his tender forefinger, lining her nose, her lips, and her chin.
She heard a faint sweet manly voice saying, “I love you, Khalie.”
Tears of joy cascaded from her closed lids. She heard him uttered the sweet words several times before she opened her eyes. Luke’s handsome face met her happy eyes...in her thoughts, here’s the man she would like to see every morning of my life. The only man she wanted to see every morning and every night of her life.
Then she said, “It was the first time you told me you love me,” she smiled cheekily, hiding all her sorrows and worries.
“I was reserving it for our morning after,” Luk
