#Chapter 103: Making Up for Lost Time

Iris “Do you want some wine?” I ask, locking the door behind us. The apartment is quiet, just the soft hum of the refrigerator and Miles’ nightlight spilling into the hallway from his partially open bedroom door. Emi was waiting for us when we arrived, and quickly left once she saw Arthur enter behind me. I appreciate the way she gives me privacy without even having to ask. Arthur shrugs out of his jacket. “Sure. Whatever you’re having.” I pad to the kitchen, barefoot now after kicking off my heels at the door. I can feel Arthur’s eyes on me as I reach for two glasses from the cabinet and fill them with red wine. We settle on the couch with our drinks, so close our bodies touch. Arthur’s arm extends along the back of the sofa, his fingertips just brushing my shoulder. I curl my legs up under my body, and the way his eyes flit to my thighs squeezed beneath my black mini skirt isn’t lost on me. But I’m looking, too. Unabashedly, might I add. The warm l