After she finished the last bite of her breakfast, I set the tray aside and leaned closer to her, brushing my lips softly over her cheek.
"Ready?" I whispered.
"For what?"
I grinned. "To be pampered."
Before she could respond, I pulled the covers off her gently and scooped her up into my arms. She gasped, clutching my shoulders as her legs dangled. "Axel!"
"I warned you," I said, heading for the bathroom. "First day as my wife. You don't lift a finger."
She laughed, burying her face in my neck. "I feel spoiled."
"You're about to feel worshipped."
"As you should," Hugo rumbled from the back of my mind. " Our mate deserves no less. She's the moon incarnate, Axel. Handle her like the miracle she is."
Oh, so it was time to get intimate, and suddenly, Hugo was back? For some reason, he's been speaking less lately. Anyway, that wasn't the important thing right now.
María was.
