♡ Alaiya's POV: ♡
"Roman, I think you should head to bed, you know, long flight and all," I try my best to persuade him as I'm sitting in his lap with a bowl full of noodles and orange chicken.
Don't get me wrong, Chinese food has always been my favorite which is why Roman ordered it and also from a little cafe near us that also happens to be my favorite, though imagine how much all this food will make me gain.
"First of all, my flight was two hours long."
Good point.
"And second, you know I'm not leaving until you finish all of this."
"Okay, but then you're eating too. You can be my eating buddy."
He smiles at me softly. "Sure."
I smile back as I wrap the noodles around the fork and feed it to him. I take the next bite as I lay sideways on his chest while he scratches my back, running his fingers up and down.
"So, how was the trip?" I try to get my mind off the fact that I'm eating so much.
"You were there for most of it," he reminds me which is true.
I swear, I'm not that clingy wife who can't be away from her husband for a few hours. ...okay, I sort of am, but he's also the same way so we both were calling each other pretty often. It's not like we're talking for that entire time. Sometimes, I just leave him on the kitchen counter while I'm cooking and sooner or later, something pops up that we can talk about. And of course, we FaceTime when we're going to sleep so Roman doesn't have his nightmares. Although he still has them even when we're sleeping in the same bed from time to time, he's getting better at calming down quicker and being able to tell that it's not happening again which I'm super proud of him for.
"Fine, do you still want to go to the beach for our anniversary?" I try to change the subject so we're at least talking about something.
"Do you still want to go?"
"Maybe we should stay home with the kids. We've never left Aubrey by herself. What if she gets sick or cries the entire time?" I think of the million things that could happen while we're gone.
"I'm pretty sure Bethane and Rider could handle it considering they push out babies like a fucking factory." He makes another good point.
"Okay, but what if-."
"Alaiya, what's the real reason you don't want to go?" he gets straight to it, realizing that there's something else going on.
I sigh.
Should I say it?
"I don't want to wear a bathing suit," I mumble so quietly that I don't think I even heard myself.
"Okay, I don't know if you know this, but I don't have these things called elephant ears which help me hear what the hell you just said."
Oh, how I love his sarcastic voice.
"I don't want to wear a bathing suit," I say a little louder.
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For Worse or For Better- Book #6 in the WF Series
RomanceMarriage. Displayed to be the most perfect thing, but can have its faults at times. Roman and Alaiya seem to be learning more about that every day. They're learning to grow as people, not just together, but also by themselves. Yes, things get hard...
