Intimate
He took a deep breath then rose from the bed. "Come out, hurry up. I am still sleepy. You left me to sleep last night." He murmured.
"I am sorry, I was so tired. I did not mean to sleep. Besides, this was my fault. Why did you chase me?" Alesha protested, she would not be blamed because she felt so exhausted just because of running around. And it was because of George. She walked following her husband who had taken the first step while nodding off.
Alesha came out of the bathroom with a relieved face, she then saw her husband standing in front of the bathroom waiting for her while yawning, holding back his sleep. Alesha suddenly smiled mysteriously.
"You have done? Let's go?"
But instead of move, Alesha just stayed still in her place. realizing his wife did not follow him, George stopped her steps and turned his head. He saw Alesha just stood there.