Gabriel planted a soft kiss on the middle of her forehead and touched his forehead with hers. "No. I don't wish to do anything for now that can hurt your body," he whispered. His hands moved up the straps of her gown and pulled up her zipper. His hands tenderly brushed the hair that fell over cheek before kissing it.
"Then, why did you even start? It's just difficult, you know," Amelie whispered.
Gabriel smiled and recalled the time when she would resist him so easily. And now, all her eyes carried the possessiveness, the passion that made his heart flutter.
"Well, I thought to make you feel good. It happened in the flow. But I can't ignore what the doctor advised," Gabriel asserted.
"Hmm." Amelie pouted her lips.
A soft smile graced his lips as he pampered her with the kisses before carrying her into the bedroom. As he laid her down on the bed, his eyes moved to the cradle. Noah was in a sound sleep.
