SCARS Part 1

Last night, we had been too tired and too excited with our wedding, we had gone straight to bed once it was bedtime; my arms around her possessively. Several times during the long night I had felt her eyes on me; they would flutter shut when I opened mine. At least thatās what I thought. I would watch her for a while, her breathing soft and slow like the gentle stirring of the sea; the wind of her breath caressing my face. Once or twice; okay, fine, more times than I can count, I had leaned in to kiss her small lips that seemed to pout as she slept. Excuse you! Sheās my wife now. āGood morning, Billā I heard her voice, my eyes fluttered open in response. I had been awake already. I just hadnāt known what to do; I had decided to wait till she woke me up. āGood morning, Sweetness.ā I said, Well, our eyes were fixed on each otherās. This was going to be my first time. I had a busy teenage and youth life, though spiced with a few girlfriends; it never really ...