With the marathon of memories from the day still fresh in her mind, Noor was particularly mesmerized by Prem's presence. Prem...her Prem - he was her soul personified. The type of inexplicable peace and security a single look from him could establish inside her, all the therapeutic words from every one of her well-wishers put together could not. One look from him and her mind sidelined all of the day's events, all of her worried thoughts. Suddenly, the only emotion in her mind was love, utter and inconceivable love. For him and him alone. She had this insatiable desire for him. The more she consumed him, through her eyes, through her body, through her heart, the stronger it grew. What was going to do with her undying need for him?
Finally, breaking their eye contact Noor took a long inhale and looked upwards as if calling out to the one above. The word that inevitably escaped her lips in the process was "Prem." She closed her eyes for a moment, allowing the vibration of the sound that had rolled off her tongue to drown her. It was not simply his name, it was every conflicting emotion of hers bottled into the one word her existence knew better than any other. "Prem..." She ended up saying yet again with another deep breath. And "Prem," she said a third time, this time in a smile recognizing the joy this small act of rebellion brought to her. The purpose of saying his name out loud was not to call out to him or strike a conversation. Saying his name out loud to herself before him meant she was dancing on the very edge of her oath. It was almost a poke at the universe for putting her in that position. A small "fuck you" from her. Feeling the rush of excitement in her veins, she laughed to herself before facing him again.
There sat a knowing smile on Prem's face. "Does he know he's messing with the wrong girl yet?" He asked pointing to the dome ceiling above.
Letting out another small laugh, Noor shrugged.
He then reached for her foot and gave it a gentle squeeze. "You okay?"
She nodded.
He eyed her for moment and then proceeded to scoot forward until she was within his reach. Placing his hand on the side of her head, he caressed the skin on her cheek with his thumb. Looking deep into her eyes, his other hand found the side of her belly and rested on it protectively. He angled his face but took his time leaning in. Their lips met and what resulted was an exhilarating kiss. Noor closed her eyes in a state of euphoria, letting her baby experience the blissful sensation of what was nothing but pure and divine love.
Reciprocating with equal amount of vigor, can you feel this, my child? She asked her baby within her thoughts as she placed her hand above Prem's on her belly. You are conceived from the highest, the most pure emotion available to humans, love. Relentless and unadulterated love. Grabbing the side of his face with her other hand, she deepened their kiss. You, my child, are the collision of the passion and fire of two of the biggest rebels in the kingdom. She said as their fervor gained momentum. You must always remember how extraordinary you are. You have been chosen by destiny itself. Noor preached as she managed to further submerge herself in the kiss, in her husband. Always remember, that you carry your mother and father's rebellion in your veins. You are to be righteous, fearless, and undefeated, my child! She kissed the father of her child with more determination than ever before. Their child would remember this feeling of immeasurable love for the entirety of his or her life. 
Upon parting, a highly impressed Prem eyed her as she bit her lower lip. They had shared intense kisses in the past but this was something of another level. The affection with which she lowered her eyes to her belly and cradled it led him to conclude that it was about their baby. The kiss was deeper than any contact that have ever shared because its emotion was intended to last long after they are both gone. Taken aback and suddenly overwhelmed, he lowered his face to her belly and placed a lasting kiss.