After finishing, Duke turned to Kisha with a playful glint in his eyes. "Wifey, it's done! Did I do a good job?" he asked, deliberately acting cute. Kisha knew exactly what he was after—her praise and a little extra affection. Amused, she didn't hold back.
Smiling sweetly, she tiptoed and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. That was all it took for Duke's face to instantly light up with a wide, satisfied grin.
Kisha leaned closer to Duke, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Hubby, do I smell good now?" she asked coquettishly, her voice laced with playful charm.
She had once promised herself that she would do everything to pull Duke out of his shell, to make him open up to her completely and express his raw emotions. But as time passed, she realized something unexpected: instead of him, it wasn't just her helping Duke; it was Duke who was helping her heal.
