"Where's Ash?" Khalid demanded, approaching his wife of three months with a fierce frown.

Shania turned to him, her arms laden with boxes. Khalid reached out and plucked them from her. Dropping them onto the couch, he pulled her into his arms and nuzzled his favourite spot between her neck and shoulder. She always smelled so fresh and sweet. He licked the spot, enjoying the feel of her pulse speeding up against his tongue.

"I sent him on an errand to the shelter. Now ...