Playing With Fire
She sits across from me, her eyes fairly glimmering with mirth in the candlelight, her lips curved slightly in a smile. I get up from my chair and pull her up from her own, startling her as I hold her tight against me.
"Do you enjoy playing with fire, Geliriel?"
"A fire that I helped to kindle, Amrod? I love every moment of it!"
She yelps as I pick her up and carry her to our bed. Not one more word is uttered as we let the fire between us burn hotter and higher. My love, my life…
My wife.