TALKATIVE.

DANIEL’S POV.

I lay there for a while and when I did not feel any movement from her again, I tapped her back.

I moved my lips from hers and moved her gently on the bed beside me.

I stood up and watched the woman who was already sleeping and snoring and shook my head.

Apart from the fact that the sight of her drunken attitude was stressful, I still found it cute.

I wonder how she would feel if she woke up tomorrow and the events of tonight flooded her memories.

As a dramatic lady that she is, my wife would make the biggest deal out of it.

I knelt on the bed beside her, and pulled off her shoe, and then trailed my eyes down her body.

It would not be proper if she slept this way, would it?

Whatever. I was her husband, was I not?

I began to unbutton her shirt slowly and when I was down, I pulled it off her gently, leaving the tiny singlet on her.

I proceeded to take off her skirt, leaving her with only her pants, and then got out of the bed.

She did not even flinch while I did that. What