Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, he tapped the tip of her nose. "I know we have been married for over a month now but I wanted to celebrate it with you in person."
Their first month anniversary was a week ago when Andrew was still in Russia. He didn't purposely wish or remind her as he wanted to do something special.
"Thank you for being my wife for a whole month." He brushed his lips against her. "I want you to be my wife for the rest of my life."
When she did not say anything, he chuckled, "What happened? Are you hungry?"
Without waiting for his reply, he started taking out the sandwich he had prepared from the aluminum foil.
"This is my special tuna sandwich. I hope you—" He swallowed the rest of his words when Rachael suddenly grabbed his collar and pressed her lips against his.
Taken aback by the sudden action, he widened his eyes in shock.
