After the intense lovemaking, Miley buried her tired body in Jorge's arms and lay with her head on his chest.
"Wifey… Why were you pretending to be asleep? I thought we were good already?" Jorge asked.
Miley pouted her lips and mumbled, "Yeah, but still I felt neglected since you denied things I wanted you to do. So I thought I should neglect you as well and not do what you want me to."
Then with a scrunched face she chimed in, "but sadly, my body does not know how to cooperate well…"
Jorge chuckled, hearing the childish words of Miley, and kissed Miley's head lovingly.
"Wifey… I'm not perfect and have my own imperfections, and fear of height is just one of them. I may not be able to fulfill every request of yours in the future, but I will try harder in doing so and getting better. I have my fears and a few shortcomings too, and I hope you can accept those as they are, because that's who I am. The complete me..." Jorge explained.
