She had no idea she was the very first person he had ever thanked.
With the cotton in his ears, Rohan felt his head calming down and things starting to make sense in his brain. With no ringing in his head, he was finally able to concentrate on things he had not in the past few hours. His wife. He turned to her. She was trying to smooth the tear now on her coat sleeve where she had pulled out the cotton.
"How are you feeling?" he inquired, and she looked at him in question, her lips pursed in that adorable way that made one want to kiss her all the time.
Rohan smiled, "In your body? Are you sore, tired after what we did hours ago?"
