Daphene smiled as she felt Ginny's hands. They were nice, soft and brought so many thoughts dancing across her mind. Her smile widened, and Daphene turned her head to press a kiss against Ginny's lips.
This was what a wife was supposed to wake up to. Someone to cook for, someone to hold and smile with. Oh Marcus had tried, but it wasn't the same.
"Yes, well, it is a talent a wife is supposed to learn, you know." She murmured, smiling slightly. "Think you could get used to waking up with this?"