We don't have much time for ourselves, because trying to establish yourself and your career is not something which is a piece of a cake. Every day you have to prove yourself to the world, work harder than you have ever worked to show your worth.

However, even then we often try to make time for each other even if it is just for a few minutes a day. And I live for those few minutes because it makes me feel how much I am loved and cared for.

I am truly happy with his success because every day I see his confidence growing as he accomplishes something each day that he thought he wasn't capable of.

However, it feels like our honeymoon period has ended and now we are facing real life. And I am proud to say that we are together kicking the ass of real-life problems.

I haven't married the love of my life, but the person whom I married has become the love of my life. I think that's the beauty of our marriage because every day we discover new things about each other which brings us even more closer.

Turning around I silence my alarm even before it goes off so that I get a few more moments to be with Adam before I have to share him with the world.

Focusing my gaze back on Adam, a smile forms on my face knowing that this man who is softly snoring is mine. When ten more minutes pass, I realize that now it is time to wake him up because he has an early morning meeting.

Running my hand through his tousled hair, I press my lips to his cheek.

"Adam, wake up," I whisper against his skin while continuing to run my fingers in his hair.

He groans sleepily, and mumbles something incoherent, and press sleepy kisses on my neck. Hiding his face in the crook of my neck, he falls asleep again.

"Adam." Laughing lightly, I shake his shoulder to wake him up.

"Hannah." He whines and traps my hands against my sides and buries his face in my shoulder.

"Do I really have to wake up?" He mumbles.

God, he is such a child.

"Yes, you do." I nod my head.

"I don't want to go, because I just want to spend the entire day in this bed," He sighs and looks at me, "I just love sleeping." He pouts, making me laugh loudly.

"Go get and freshen up, I will go and make breakfast." Ruffling his hair, I try to get up but he pulls me back.

"Isn't today my turn to make breakfast?" He raises his eyebrow, questioningly.

"Yes, it is." Nodding my head, I kiss his cheek. Why? Because I wanted to and I can. "But you have to get to work because of your early morning date with the client. That's why I am making breakfast."

"No, you aren't going anywhere." He shakes his head in no, "Work can wait because husband duty comes first. Moreover, I still have a lot of time to get ready then feed us, and head out to work."

"Okay then, so I will just sleep for some more time." Placing my hands behind my head I get comfortable. "Go make breakfast for me." I grin while closing my eyes.

"Nuh-uh, no sleeping." He runs his fingers on the side of my waist with a playful twinkle in his eyes, "I have said husband duty comes first, and you can't stop me from doing my husband duty."

"Huh?" I pretend to look confused, however, I already know where things are going to head.

Am I going to stop him? No, because I love it when my husband takes his duties seriously especially when it comes to me.

"Playing dumb, are we?" A teasing smile lifts the corner of his lips.

"No problem, beautiful." He smiles while lightly brushing his lips against mine, "I have no problem in reminding you, that my most important duty as a husband is to show you how much I love you."

The next moment when he presses his lips against mine I have no doubt he is going to show me in different ways how much he loves me because he always takes his duty seriously.

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