Nanette's POV
"I have to win your dad over because I love his daughter," Valdo says.
"You produce honey, Val?" I rhetorically ask, expecting him to inquire why, and as predicted, he does. I respond, "Because your words are so sweet, it feels like honey dripping from everything you say, always making me feel loved."
Valdo chuckles at my statement and kisses my cheek, saying, "The honey I produce is specially made for you, my beloved wife," before turning to sleep beside me.
"Can I get up now?" I ask.
"Not yet, but you can turn over," he replies.
I flip over and lean into his arms, resting my head on his shoulder. Valdo holds me tight, and we both relish the heartbeats, still racing from the passionate lovemaking that has left me in a daze. Valdo's love play always leaves me trembling.
