"Not yet!"
Charlotte Shaw placed a hand against Felix Preston's chest, turning her head to dodge his kiss.
"Why not yet?" Felix Preston's brows furrowed in dismay. "Today is the forty-fifth day since you gave birth. The doctor said we could be intimate after forty-two days. And when I took you for your check-up yesterday, the doctor said you've recovered exceptionally well."
"Th-that's not what I meant..." The warm air from his breath reddened Charlotte Shaw's face, and her eyes grew moist. "I just suddenly remembered there's a question I haven't asked you yet, so I wanted you to wait a moment..."
"...Oh." Felix Preston paused for a second, then immediately propped himself up. "Go ahead, ask."
Charlotte Shaw looked up at him. He wasn't wearing his glasses, and without the lenses to hide them, his handsome, upward-slanting eyes were strikingly beautiful.
