Wake up:
Daine opened her eyes and stretched from her afternoon nap. She had been baking and cooking all morning. She was happy her's and Numair's parents were gone. She had a chance to show Numair what else she could do. Plus her mother would die if she knew Daine had replaced beef with chicken in her special stew. Numair had come down to the kitchen about three hours into Daine cooking spree. He seemed surprised to see her baking all the things she was. She had to throw him out when he tried to eat the sweet bread dough. She picked her head of the kitchen table and sighed. She probably shouldn't of fallen asleep. She prayed that nothing was burned, and nothing was.
'Numair!' She called.
'Yah?' She heard that his moth was full of something. She decided not to say anything yet.
'Have you seen the two sweet rolls I'm missing?' She walked into the living room just as Numair stuffed the rest into his mouth.
'Wo.' He said looking at her innocently.
'Kiah.' She narrowed her yes.
'Wha das tat mon?' He asked. Daine rolled her eyes and walked back into the kitchen.
'Don't talk with your mouth full.' She called back to him.
Numair muttered about fiancées that seem to thing it's funny to torture their future husbands. Daine rolled her eyes and pulled out the bread she had put in the oven about an hour and a half ago. Waiting for it is when she fell asleep. She loved the way a house smelled when you cooked and baked all day long. Daine went down in the cellar to get some fruit. She could hear Numair sneak down into the kitchen and try to get something else to eat.
'Numair out!' She called up.
'I'm not stealing anything!' He replied. 'Just seeing what you're doing.'
'Out!' She called more firmly.
'Gune.' He said.
'Numair Salamin!' She came to the cellar door.
'Wha?' He said hiding a cookie behind his back. 'ow, cume um, I'wm hungray.' Daine couldn't help but laugh at him.
'Fine, then stay out.' She laughed. Numair kissed her hair and happily left. 'Horrible.'
Daine got a large bowl out of the cabinet and arranged grapes in it. She put in some of the cookies Numair had tried to steal in it too. She checked to make sure Numair was in his workroom and she carried the bowl up to their bedroom. She made sure that she put out scented candles, a new bed sheet, and pulled the canopy around the sides of the bed. The room was decked out in white lace and white calla lily scented candles. She lighted the candles so the scent could get into the air. She went back to the kitchen and found Numair trying to sneak, more food.
'Will you stop?' She said taking the roll from him.
'Fine I'm going to bed.' He grumbled.
'No you're not.' She blocked him.
'Why?'
'You'll find out later. Go back to your workroom or you'll never find out.' She handed him the roll. Numair smiled.
'I think I'll do as I'm told.' Numair ran his hand down her stomach. Daine frowned.
She walked back up to the room and started a bath. With Numair's soap and a little bit of bubbles. She knew that she wanted a romantic night with Numair and nothing else. She brought up a few last things. Like peaches, berries, sweet rolls, nuts, and wine. Numair was, hopefully, going to be very happy. She pulled on a lace night gown and sat on the bed. Daine took a deep breath not sure if she should do this or not. Numair knocked on the door just as she was going to change her mind.
'May I come in now?' Numair asked. Daine took a deep breath of the lily scented air.
'Yes you may.' She gasped.
Numair opened the door and smiled at her. He closed the door and walked over to her. He lifted her off the bed and into his arms. He looked around and smiled. He saw the bath, food, and the way she had set every thing up. She was trembling in his arms. She saw his eyes change as he looked around. Smiling he took off his shirt and pulled her even closer to him. Daine could feel his muscles surrounding her. She didn't know if he was flexing his muscles or if that was just how strong he really was, but Daine was melting at the touch. Numair pulled her into the bath room and sat down on the edge of the tub. He undid her dress as slowly as he could. He let it drop to the ground and fingered her stomach. She was wearing a lace breast band and loincloth. Numair was content for the moment to just sit there and finger her stomach. Daine took a step back from him.
'What are you thinking?' She asked.
'I really don't feel like talking.' He replied.
'No, really. What are you thinking?' Daine sat next to him and ran her fingers though his hair.
'About how much I just want to pick you up and run to the nearest temple and marry right now.' He replied.
'I want a big wedding though.' Daine pouted.
'Which is why I haven't done it. The rest of my life is devoted to making you and all of my children that you have happy as I can.' Numair took off his own clothes so he was in his underclothes like she was.
'Want to work on those children?' Daine asked. She suddenly wanted to be in his arms for the rest of her life.
'You actually have to ask?' Numair raised his eyebrow at her.
Daine stood up in front of him and took of her breast band and let him take off her loincloth. Daine slid into the bath and held her arms out to him. Numair kneeled next to the bath and entangled his fingers in her hair. Daine tugged on his arm and he finally gave in joining her in the bath. Numair sat facing her in the bath. Daine splashed him with water and bubbles. She laughed at the face he made.
'Oh are you going to get it for that.' He told her wiping bubbles from his face.
'And what are you going to do?' She teased.
Numair grinned and pulled her to him...
Daine opened her eyes and stretched from her afternoon nap. She had been baking and cooking all morning. She was happy her's and Numair's parents were gone. She had a chance to show Numair what else she could do. Plus her mother would die if she knew Daine had replaced beef with chicken in her special stew. Numair had come down to the kitchen about three hours into Daine cooking spree. He seemed surprised to see her baking all the things she was. She had to throw him out when he tried to eat the sweet bread dough. She picked her head of the kitchen table and sighed. She probably shouldn't of fallen asleep. She prayed that nothing was burned, and nothing was.
'Numair!' She called.
'Yah?' She heard that his moth was full of something. She decided not to say anything yet.
'Have you seen the two sweet rolls I'm missing?' She walked into the living room just as Numair stuffed the rest into his mouth.
'Wo.' He said looking at her innocently.
'Kiah.' She narrowed her yes.
'Wha das tat mon?' He asked. Daine rolled her eyes and walked back into the kitchen.
'Don't talk with your mouth full.' She called back to him.
Numair muttered about fiancées that seem to thing it's funny to torture their future husbands. Daine rolled her eyes and pulled out the bread she had put in the oven about an hour and a half ago. Waiting for it is when she fell asleep. She loved the way a house smelled when you cooked and baked all day long. Daine went down in the cellar to get some fruit. She could hear Numair sneak down into the kitchen and try to get something else to eat.
'Numair out!' She called up.
'I'm not stealing anything!' He replied. 'Just seeing what you're doing.'
'Out!' She called more firmly.
'Gune.' He said.
'Numair Salamin!' She came to the cellar door.
'Wha?' He said hiding a cookie behind his back. 'ow, cume um, I'wm hungray.' Daine couldn't help but laugh at him.
'Fine, then stay out.' She laughed. Numair kissed her hair and happily left. 'Horrible.'
Daine got a large bowl out of the cabinet and arranged grapes in it. She put in some of the cookies Numair had tried to steal in it too. She checked to make sure Numair was in his workroom and she carried the bowl up to their bedroom. She made sure that she put out scented candles, a new bed sheet, and pulled the canopy around the sides of the bed. The room was decked out in white lace and white calla lily scented candles. She lighted the candles so the scent could get into the air. She went back to the kitchen and found Numair trying to sneak, more food.
'Will you stop?' She said taking the roll from him.
'Fine I'm going to bed.' He grumbled.
'No you're not.' She blocked him.
'Why?'
'You'll find out later. Go back to your workroom or you'll never find out.' She handed him the roll. Numair smiled.
'I think I'll do as I'm told.' Numair ran his hand down her stomach. Daine frowned.
She walked back up to the room and started a bath. With Numair's soap and a little bit of bubbles. She knew that she wanted a romantic night with Numair and nothing else. She brought up a few last things. Like peaches, berries, sweet rolls, nuts, and wine. Numair was, hopefully, going to be very happy. She pulled on a lace night gown and sat on the bed. Daine took a deep breath not sure if she should do this or not. Numair knocked on the door just as she was going to change her mind.
'May I come in now?' Numair asked. Daine took a deep breath of the lily scented air.
'Yes you may.' She gasped.
Numair opened the door and smiled at her. He closed the door and walked over to her. He lifted her off the bed and into his arms. He looked around and smiled. He saw the bath, food, and the way she had set every thing up. She was trembling in his arms. She saw his eyes change as he looked around. Smiling he took off his shirt and pulled her even closer to him. Daine could feel his muscles surrounding her. She didn't know if he was flexing his muscles or if that was just how strong he really was, but Daine was melting at the touch. Numair pulled her into the bath room and sat down on the edge of the tub. He undid her dress as slowly as he could. He let it drop to the ground and fingered her stomach. She was wearing a lace breast band and loincloth. Numair was content for the moment to just sit there and finger her stomach. Daine took a step back from him.
'What are you thinking?' She asked.
'I really don't feel like talking.' He replied.
'No, really. What are you thinking?' Daine sat next to him and ran her fingers though his hair.
'About how much I just want to pick you up and run to the nearest temple and marry right now.' He replied.
'I want a big wedding though.' Daine pouted.
'Which is why I haven't done it. The rest of my life is devoted to making you and all of my children that you have happy as I can.' Numair took off his own clothes so he was in his underclothes like she was.
'Want to work on those children?' Daine asked. She suddenly wanted to be in his arms for the rest of her life.
'You actually have to ask?' Numair raised his eyebrow at her.
Daine stood up in front of him and took of her breast band and let him take off her loincloth. Daine slid into the bath and held her arms out to him. Numair kneeled next to the bath and entangled his fingers in her hair. Daine tugged on his arm and he finally gave in joining her in the bath. Numair sat facing her in the bath. Daine splashed him with water and bubbles. She laughed at the face he made.
'Oh are you going to get it for that.' He told her wiping bubbles from his face.
'And what are you going to do?' She teased.
Numair grinned and pulled her to him...