I saw him opening the door, cool air was coming out and he put a chocolate in his mouth with a sneaky face. We were about to leave for work and I enjoyed with love. Planned to have him in dinner.
Whole day I didn't receive any call, put busy in classes and finally text an emoji for pick up.
Inside the car, I remained silent and he was reluctant which pulled my nerves on warmer side but didn't utter a little bit. Reaching at home, I opened the door and called him - hello sir, why did you theft from my box?
- I, he uttered with a astonished tone.
- yes, you. I put a period on our talk.
He didn't get to see my acting as I went to washroom, cleaned up and with a fresh mood start playing again. I knew the end would be with a sweet deep kiss, and I wanted that. Without any chance I went to the kitchen and saw him over there. He was making my tea, his daily routine. Without holding my emotions I dragged into the black hole of love.
Hugging him tightly, I bite on his ear and softly said - I love you. And he turned to kiss on my lip, which I earned after almost ten hours.
At night while at bed I was recalling our first date. His beautiful eyes, his calm and quiet face and with honest body language. Yes, I feel happy now even after 25 years of celebrating our dating day. A thought brimmed in my mind - what he must be doing whom I lived in my early childhood days - no contact, no clue. I turned and saw my phone and asked my mind - do I still love him as I love my hubby!

© mystiic