"I don't mind waiting to shower together later."
"Did you eat dinner tonight?" Since he'd been coming home late over the past few days, she'd asked Ann to keep dinner ready so he wouldn't go hungry.
At that moment, Kingsly scooped Rachel up into his arms and teased, "Baby, are you worried your husband doesn't have the energy to handle you?"
"Not at all, I..." Rachel, embarrassed, buried her face in his chest and murmured shyly, "I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Kingsly burst into hearty laughter, kissed her hair, and carried her towards the large bed in the room.
...
Rachel truly admired Kingsly. After a day of being busy with work, he still had such stamina.
She felt like she couldn't move at all, her whole body weak as if it had fallen apart, exhausted, and collapsed against his bare chest.
He watched her exhausted state, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth as he caressed her smooth back with satisfaction.
