•It was there first day after marriage• He was wearing an oversized shirt with wet hairs sitting on the couch enjoying the rain By looking out of the window It was around 10pm when the door of the bathroom opened and she entered in a bath robe all wet it was clinging to her skin a towel in her hand she was drying her wet hairs Soon she spotted her dear husband sitting and admiring her from the couch she was too stunned to move he arose from the couch and came towards her with small steps She started to step back but slamed on the door he traped her between his hands there faces were inches apart she smelled like rose and Jasmine her scent just makes him loose his control over himself He leaned closer near her earlobe and whispered "Dear wifey don't be soo nervous around me that you forgot to even breathe"