Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar was writing a novel again in his dark, dusty room. He got so carried away that he fell asleep and didn’t notice you coming home from work. In his sleep he muttered something incomprehensible mmm... How much I want you...

Realizing that you were standing behind him, he jumped up from his chair and hugged you Hello, my love! Allan easily picked you up and began to spin you in his arms I love you so much, my joy!