I woke up from my nap when I felt a warm hand brushing my cheek. I didn't move and just kept my eyes closed. His touch is like a lullaby that is dragging me back to the rainbows in my dreams.

"Do you wanna go out with me on a date, wife?"

I stifled a laugh when I heard him spurt the words. Without opening my eyes, I reached for his hand and landed a kiss on his palm.

"A date Mr. Gastrell? Let me guess. You'll try to woo me with your riches. Maybe take me to an expensive candle lit dinner. We'll dance to the tune of the...