Early that morning Selina woke up, and saw Wilson watching her intensely.
"You're awake?" Wilson asked softly as he smoothed her hair.
"Yes, why are you staring at me?" asked Selina pouting while she stretched comfortably in the large, soft bed. With Wilson laying beside her, Selina realized she had everything she ever dreamed of to be happy.
"I just wanted to watch you sleep for a while. You looked so serene resting, which gave me a peaceful feeling too," Wilson told her smiling. It wasn't possible for Wilson to be unhappy now that he was married to this beautiful woman. Waking up to see her first thing in the morning had only been a dream at one time, and now it was a reality that he appreciated more than he could describe.
"What a sweet talker!" Selina blushed, suddenly shy at her husband's sentimental words so she quickly thought of something else to say,"I think, I would like to take a shower."
"Well, if you give me a minute, I will draw a nice warm bath for you," Wilson told her, planting an affectionate kiss on her forehead as he got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
Selina watched Wilson walk into the bathroom before she eased herself out of bed. Last night had left the lower half of her body aching. When she had put on her pajamas, Selina stripped the bedding and replaced it all with fresh, clean sheets and quilt.
As soon as Wilson came back from running a bath for Selina, he noticed the fresh linens on the bed. He wondered why his bride had changed them and looked around for her. Wilson saw Selina out on the balcony with the bed linens that had been on the bed, bent over a washer.
Wilson grinned as he walked out to join her.
"What're you up to out here?" as Wilson asked the obvious question, he came up behind Selina and wrapped his arms around her waist, and rested his head on her shoulder, endearingly.
Blushing, Selina explained,"I'm washing the bedding. Since we will be leaving for our honeymoon soon, I want to make sure they are all cleaned. I would be mortified for Dad or Mom to see dirty linens." The red coloring deepened across her cheeks as she recalled vividly the actions last night that led to the scarlet stain on the sheets.
"I will be in agony while you are busy doing laundry with these beautiful, perfect hands though. I should be washing these." Wilson had surmised why Selina wanted to wash them herself, but he didn't want her occupied with housework and decided he would clean the linens.
"No, that's okay. I will just throw them in the washing machine instead of washing them by hand," Selina said before turning around, giving Wilson a peck on the cheek and ducking out of his grasp.
Catching her before she could run off to do laundry, Wilson tightened his grip and possessively warned,"You are mine! Always! In this life and the next! Never try running from me, I will always catch you!" There was a glint in his eyes, along with his devious grin, that matched the tender loving tone of his voice, and melted Selina's heart. Wilson's feelings for Selina ran deep and ranged from the affection one felt for family, and the deep primal love a man felt for a mate.
"I will keep that in mind, but, I don't plan on running from you," Selina was feeling euphoric and giggled playfully as she replied.
Wilson's grin widened. "Even if you try to escape me, you wouldn't make it." His words sounded like a hungry growl.
"Geez Wilson, could you be any bossier?" Selina said fiercely, rolling her eyes and playfully smacking at the taunt arm still holding her captive.
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