He smiled, feeling almost drunk on the topic he was about to bring up to his wife. Gabriel knew that it would lead to awkward looks and glares, mostly glares, but his little...tiffs with Rachel excited him. Gabriel knew that he had the upper hand in this conversation, he knew that he would have some sort of control, and that drove him mad.
There was probably something wrong with a man who was turned on by riling up his wife, but Gabriel did not mind the banishment from the bedroom because his return was always worth the wait.
"I realized last night that you've never told me that you loved me," he stated as if he was observing the weather. Gabriel blinked one, twice, and then looked down at the Prophet, making the situation look not as completely serious and intriguing as he really thought it to be.
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