Chapter 94

After a while, Lyman finally opened his eyes. He looked down at her, a soft smile playing at his lips. "Good morning, Mrs. Etheridge."

Effie's cheeks flushed pink as she murmured back, "Good morning..."

Lyman leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, his tone warm and teasing. "Say it-call me 'husband.""

Blushing even harder, Effie shyly whispered, "Husband."

The word clearly pleased Lyman-he couldn't hide the effect she had on him. "Thank you. That makes me very happy."

Effie's face turned an even deeper shade of red as she mumbled, "Why are you thanking me...? We're married. That's what married people do."

Lyman just chuckled and pulled her closer, saying nothing more.

For a few long, quiet minutes, they simply lay there together, soaking in the rare sense of peace and intimacy.

stomach grumbled, breaking the silence. Lyman laughed and sat up. "I forgot you must be hungry. Why don't you rest a little longer? I'll

too. Nita's meeting me for a little shopping this afternoon," Effie said, pushing herself up despite the deep ache in her body-it felt like she'd

Lyman already setting out

town," Lyman said as he poured her a cup

Effie nodded. "Alright."

last night's intimacy, Effie couldn't help feeling a little self-conscious around him. She kept her head down as they ate, cheeks

long dress that covered her from neck to ankle, then applied a touch of makeup

most luxurious mall. Nita

a once-over and teased, "Well, well. There's

at her, her smile full of sly

arm. "Oh, stop it.

voice. "Look at you your cheeks are so rosy, like you've been dusted with blush. Did

interrupted, mortified, her

harder at her embarrassment. "Alright, alright, I'll drop it. But seriously, Lyman is so attentive

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