Kassandra's POV
I look at the mirror and check my reflection. The door opens, and my husband sees my looks. "Come on, how can you be so dashing no matter what clothes you are wearing?"
He grabs my waist and pulls me closer. "I love you, hon," Noah whispered. I rolled my eyes and laughed. "What's with your random remarks, hmm?" I utter.
He leans his chin on my shoulder. "I'm worried. You can't take that away from me. I'm..." He sighed and kissed my cheek.
"I know you can handle her. I know you won't believe her lies. I know that—ump!"
I kissed him torridly, shutting my anxious husband from worrying too much. "Don't worry. I know, my dearest. Anyway, take care of our little Noah while my Lady Lilibeth and I are out, okay? I already fed him," I remarked.
He let go and looked at me once again. "You're really gorgeous, hon," he whispered. I swirl around and show him my looks. "Do I look manly or still feminine?" I ask. He frowns all of a sudden.
