#Chapter 220

Theodore’s POV I spread my legs, sprawling out comfortably on the couch where Kincaid and Dahlia clearly were not going to join me. I looked my wife up and down appreciatively where she stood on the platform. Master Remy was focused on taking her measurements. Kincaid and Dahlia were focused on her as she began talking business. No one was watching me drinking her in, imagining the way her belly was going to grow over the coming months, admiring how regal she stood, even without the glowing crown along her forehead, envisioning the places I would kiss on her later once we were alone again. But the best part was that it didn’t matter whether anyone noticed me checking out my mate because we were back together. Privately, publicly, everyone knew once more that she was my mate. I didn’t have to hide my love and longing for her anymore. The thought of it made my eyes water. I swallowed, sitting up a little straighter, blinking back the tears, and promising myself I would neve