47 with neville pls?!
You woke up with a smile on your face. It was the first morning of waking up with your husband. You glanced over at Neville to find him still sound asleep. Butterflies filled your stomach at the thought of the night before, and even the day before.
You looked over at the clock, seeing it was already nine. Your eyes fell to the clothes that were scattered around the floor and you felt your face heat up. The only thing covering you currently were the silk sheets you were lying under.
Neville shifted and woke up, his eyes meeting yours.
“Good morning,” your voice was soft and quiet and you were smiling brightly at him.
He smiled back at you, “good mornin’, love,” he leaned towards you and gave you a gentle kiss.
Lying in bed naked, with Neville beside you seemed to bring back so many memories of the first time you had met him, or slept with him rather.
“Ya look in deep in thought,” Neville spoke after he pulled away from the kiss, examining you closely.
“I was just thinking about us, when we first met,” you watched Neville’s brows knit together with curiosity, “I thought it was a one-night-stand…and now we’re married…”
“It’s a good thing you left your bag in my hotel room that mornin’,” he pulled you into his chest.
You rested your head on Neville’s chest and nodded in agreement. It was weird to think about how so many things would be different if you had changed one little thing in your past. Maybe you and Neville would have still ended up together if you had remembered your bag, but you wouldn’t change anything to figure that out.
(tagging @behindthesesilvereyes since Neville is the love of her life)
