#Chapter 132: Wait for Me

Iris Arthur pushes open the bedroom door with his foot, careful not to bump my head against the frame. The moonlight streams through the large windows as he lowers me gently onto the plush comforter of the bed. For a long moment, neither of us speaks. He hovers above me, both hands pressed firmly into the mattress on either side of my head. We just take each other in, studying each other in the moonlight; I drink in the square line of his jaw, the soft green irises staring at me, long lashes sweeping across high cheekbones. His tousled dark hair, for once not styled to perfection for photographs. It’s like traveling back in time. Back to the days before he became Alpha President. Before my entire world was turned upside down. I can’t believe we spent five years apart. Especially can’t believe that now, after all that heartbreak, we’re here—in a place that once meant the world to us, in a cabin he bought for me, with our son sleeping in the other room.