Peony

Hades

“So, are ready to meet everybody?” I ask, my beautiful wife, today he has gone with a straight-haired pink lace front, she tied it up into a neat ponytail, she’s paired it up with perfect make-up and hooped earrings, a baby pink dress, and white stilettos, with white Gucci handbag.

“Nervous but I’ll be okay,”

She fiddles with her dress before looking at me, she blushes and looks away, “Stop looking at me like.”

I chuckle, “Like what?”

“Like I’m sex on legs,” she mumbles shyly.

I can’t help but laugh, she is sex on legs, she’s also my gorgeous queen, the apple of my eye and the only woman I’d kill for, literally.

She rolls her eyes in annoyance and looks out the window, we are on our way to my office and I can tell she’s nervous, it’s a scary feeling, change that is, it can be overwhelming.

I take her hand and kiss it but she refuses to look at me.