Wet kisses

"Thank you, but Kaylar is resting," Wayne spoke softly, his gaze filled with protectiveness. "Please, take the soup back to the kitchen."

The maid nodded and quietly left, leaving Wayne to close the door and join Kaylar on the inviting bed. He slipped under the covers, his warmth enveloping her as he brought her close. Kaylar nestled her head against his firm chest, her hand draping across his waist, seeking comfort in his touch.

Kaylar's fingers stretched towards the side table, her hand landing on something of importance. She gently retrieved the bracelet, carefully placing it in Wayne's hand. His eyebrows furrowed with confusion, prompting him to inquire about its significance.

"What is this bracelet for, Kay?" Wayne's voice was filled with gentle curiosity, his eyes searching hers.

A soft smile graced Kaylar's lips as she offered him an explanation. "I wanted to give you something. It's a couple's bracelet. I have one too"

Wayne looked at the bracelet in his hand, confused yet touc