The following morning, I wake up with the smell of food in the room. I open my eyes to see that Liam is placing breakfast close to our bed.

As if sensing my eyes on him, he turns towards me. He pins me on the bed and places a kiss on my forehead.

“Good morning, my lovely wife,” he greets, leaning against me and brushing strands of my hair from my face. “Got you really exhausted last night, huh?”

I grin at him and reach up to his neck, running my hands across his hair. “It’s a great night,” I say.

He kisses my neck, and I giggle. “Let’s do...