Dusk Till Dawn | ✓

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My senses become alive, as I feel his arm droop over my waist not wanting me to leave him.

"Inaya." His groggy, morning voice sounds attractive more than ever, "Don't leave me." He tries to pull me back to bed, making me roll my eyes at him.

Suddenly, he pushes me back into bed as he hovers above me making all my senses come to a halt. Butterflies explode in my stomach, as I gulp nervously. He smirks down at me, knowing the effect he has on me. Yet, he does it on purpose.

He trails his finger from my wrist to my arm, making me shiver almost from his sudden touch.

"Cat got your tongue?" He chuckles, deeply making my heart race against my chest.

I gain all the willpower within me to lay my hands on his chest, gently pushing him away. "We have work! I don't want to be late!" I scold him, he needs to start on some files which he was supposed to start on two days ago. He still hasn't started on them.

He lays both his arms down on either side of me, as he frowns at me. "But I want to spend time with you."

I laugh at him, throwing my head back to which it gave him the perfect advantage to start laying kisses on my neck, making me melt into a puddle. A gentle moan escapes my lips as I hear him chuckle against me. I lay my hands in his hair, playing with it as I know he loves when I do that.

"Daniel." I mumble his name. He ignores me, as he starts to lay kisses on my collarbone making voluntary moans escape my mouth.

"We have work to do and our friends are coming over today!" I remind him, to which he faces me as he looks down at me.

"God, you're beautiful." His voice low and raspy, making heat ignite inside of me just by his words.

Nothing has changed in three years, Daniel and I are happily married and are both doctors. We have our own house, which is gorgeous. It is extraordinary and it still takes me a couple of seconds every day to realise that it is our house.

I blush at his words, which makes him smirk. Quickly, knowing that he is relaxed, I push off of him and get up, running to the bathroom.

"Inaya, that isn't fair! I didn't even get a kiss." He groans, as I freshen up in our bathroom.

I walk out of the bathroom, noticing that he has changed as he is wearing a t-shirt which is tight against his body, showing off his stunning abs. As well as, he has put on jeans.

He knows he looks good.

I've changed into a floral dress, fitting with the season as it is currently spring and warm. My makeup is light and I am wearing a light blue hijab to top it all off.

I walk right up to him, as he snakes his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him.

"Hi." I still feel nervous like a little school girl, whenever I am close to him.

He rolls his eyes, laughing pouting his lips out at me. I tilt my head, baffled for a moment before I realise what he means. Laying my arms around his neck, I move in slowly as I grin. His eyes are striking, as they darken wanting more.

Finally, I give in as I lay my lips gently onto his as he moves against mine slow, before I grant him access as he bites on my bottom lip making me moan.

Before I let him take this any further, knowing from past experiences that he has done so many times. I push him away, gently as I make my way downstairs into our modern, sleek kitchen.