Isabelle Simon:-
" Good morning, wife," Logan murmurs kissing my bare shoulder and wrapping his arms around my waist from behind while I was busy making his apple pie.
" Good morning, husband. Did you sleep well?" I ask leaning my back against his chest inhaling his fresh musky scent and hummed feeling comfortable and in peace.
" I had you in my arms to sleep last night, so yeah, I got the best sleep last night in the past few days, " he replied nuzzling my neck " What are you making for your husband, wife?"
" I could be making for my daughter. What give you the thought I am making it for you?" I ask teasingly.
" For one, my princess belle doesn't eat things like that because she more like drinks smoothies, eat fries, and all the baby stuff. Not to forget the milk she drinks. She can
