13 Chapter 13: Morning questions

"Mmm, morning," Charley said as she opened her chocolate brown eyes to meet the icy blue ones of her husband. He laughed and kissed her curly head.

"Good morning, my sweet mate."

"Rafe?"

"Yes," he stopped breathing. Would she ask to leave now that she had seen the truth? Charley sat up, her eyes grew dark and contemplative.

"Rafe, I want to apologize," he exhaled as she spoke. Relief coursed through his veins. She wasn't leaving. Not yet.

"You were telling the truth. I didn't believe you and you were telling the truth. I am sorry for that and I have so many questions for you, I don't know where to start."

"Anything. You can ask me anything," he clasped her hands in his. He brought them to his mouth and kissed her palms. God, he loved her scent. Like honey and something else that was all her.

"Is it painful? When you change?"