Beckett Campbell, my loving husband, got up from bed and planned to go out. However, as he listened to my words, he curled his lips and made a snap decision. He walked over, scooped me up and carried me into our bedroom.
He carried me to the bathroom and closed the door behind us.
I was so dizzy from his kiss that I was afraid I'd fall asleep again, just like before.
So, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed him down for dear life.
He was astonished, as he was always the one to take the initiative when we were together and I would never do such a thing.
Glancing at me, he smirked and said in a somewhat sinister voice, "Baby, are you coming today?"
I dared not answer. Instead, I smiled and picked up a towel. Without a word, I tied his hands and feet to see if he was in a hurry to leave.
Yet, as the minutes ticked by, he remained as cool as a cucumber.
Furious, I stared him straight in the eyes, realizing he wasn't in a hurry. It seemed I had jumped to conclusions.
Was he not going out? Or was he just going for a walk to enjoy the cold breeze?
It might be, but I was worried, thinking he wasn't going out and I lost interest in playing along.
I pushed him away and went to take a shower.