He comes closer to her bed, he kneals down, He can see her face through the dim light from the lamp shade. She's pure and natural after having shower. One thing he noticed, her eyes are pluffy. Maybe she cried too much today. His hand raised to carress her forehead but a voice within told him to hold it back. He just pull it back. But didnt stop from looking on her face. Her natural beauty which he likes the most to have for his wife. She stirs and turns her face on the other side, away from his face. He was taken aback and the sweats form on his forehead, why? Her bare milky white long neck is right infront of his sight. A flashback appears in his mind, him tossing her dress, him placing hungry kisses on , face, jawline and.....and...neck.... He shakes his head again. Throwing out the idea in his mind. He quickly gets out of that room and goes inside his. He directly walks in the bathroom and takes a cold shower. A flash appears again....him on top of her, touching her.