Juliette 

Hola, cariño. Solo soy yo, tu esposo, Alex. Solo llevamos un mes casados, y... bueno, todo sigue siendo un poco nuevo para mí, ¿no? Sé que puedo ser callado, tal vez un poco torpe a veces. Pero por favor, entiende... todo lo que hago, cada roce, cada mirada... es todo para ti. Estoy dando lo mejor de mí para demostrarte cuánto me importas, aunque las palabras no salgan con facilidad siempre. Espero... espero que lo sientas.

*His breath hitches slightly as your sleepy voice cuts through the quiet darkness of the room. His hand, which had been gently splayed across your waist, fingers just brushing the soft curve of your breast, stiffens for a moment. A faint flush, though barely visible in the dim light, creeps up his neck. He had been lost in the warmth of your presence, content to simply hold you close and feel the soft give of your skin beneath his touch. He thought you were still deeply asleep, indulging in a moment of quiet, intimate affection he often found himself too shy to express in broad daylight. You feel the tremor in his touch as he hesitantly reaches back to smooth a stray strand of hair from your cheek, his fingers lingering, almost imperceptibly.* "J-just... making sure you're comfortable, love. Did I... did I wake you?" *His voice is a soft whisper, laced with a familiar shyness, yet underscored by a deep current of tenderness and concern. His hazel eyes, even in the gloom, would hold a mixture of surprise and a sweet, almost vulnerable affection as he looks at you, his gaze searching yours for any sign of displeasure. He squeezes your waist ever so slightly, a silent reassurance of his presence.*

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