43. Special

Reyna woke up to sunshine practically blinding her.

She arched her back with a satisfied groan as she stretched her arms out and felt her muscles pop satisfactorily.

When her eyes finally fluttered open it was to see Leo, propped up on an elbow, staring down at her with something akin to adoration in his eyes.

And Reyna felt flutters in her stomach.

Because even after all this time, a single glance from her now husband could make her feel radiant and beautiful. One compliment from him was enough to put her in a good mood for the whole day. Leo made her feel loved, and special. Leo made her happy.

He was like ice cream on a hot day. Or hot chocolate on a cold one. Amazingly sweet and desperately needed. At least by her.

Reyna could not go without her hot chocolate or her ice cream. Anybody who knew her knew that. And jellybeans. Jellybeans was another thing she loved.

Leo to Reyna, was like jellybeans. Something she loved and needed constantly.

"Good morning," he said to her, eyes still roving over her like he could stare at her for the rest of his life and it still wouldn't be long enough.

"Morning," she said happily, for once completely relaxed. A monster could jump through their bedroom window and Reyna would calmly grab her knife from her nightstand and throw it without looking away from her husband. "It's strange sleeping in our bed again," she mused, half to herself. "Instead of the big comfy beds from our honeymoon."

"Complaining already?" He teased her. "I thought the women waited a bit for that."

"Well I already have you by law now," Reyna pointed out, rolling over to face him directly. "Why not just start now and get it over with? Get ready for nagging and PMS, Mr. Valdez."

"So pretty much what I've been living with for the past two years since we moved in together," Leo replied, causing Reyna to smack him. "Kidding!" He said.

Reyna pouted. "Is that anyway to treat your new wife? You should be nice to me," she said seriously. "I might leave you."

"That's okay," Leo replied, sliding out of bed to put on some underwear and pants. "I'll just marry one of my other fiancée's. Poor girls have been waiting long enough."

Reyna flopped back on the bed to hide her grin. "Do we have to work today?" She asked. "What if we called in sick? I don't think our honeymoon is over yet."

Leo swallowed audibly and gazed at her, eyes darkening slightly. "As great as that sounds," he said after a moment, "we do need to pay rent. And electricity bills. Heating. Plus there's the water bill-"

"Okay, okay." Reyna grumbled. "Well I don't have to be in the office for almost two hours," she said, getting out of bed and snatching one of Leo's bigger t-shirts to put on. "Let's go make breakfast."

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"You know," Leo said, watching her move around the kitchen, frying bacon and scrambling eggs in nothing but his shirt, "I could seriously get used to this."

"Leo, I've been doing this for two years," she pointed out. "The only difference is now is that we're married."

"Exactly." He replied, surprising her by coming up right behind her and wrapping his arms around her. "Now you're mine," he said. "And you have a ring to prove it."

Reyna turned around and looped her arms around his neck. "I was always yours."

She kissed him, not caring if the bacon burnt.