#Chapter 521: Sheets & Secrets

Olivia Wrapped in my robe, I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting impatiently. My leg bounced nervously, and the book that I had brought to bed to occupy myself sat untouched on the bedside table. I shouldn’t have felt this nervous over seeing my husband; but after not seeing him for weeks, and even coming dangerously close to having a divorce, tensions were high. I felt rather like I did the first night we hooked up, back before we had admitted our feelings to one another. God, that felt so long ago now. When I heard the back door quietly click open, I nearly shot up from where I sat. A few moments later, I heard soft footsteps coming down the hall, and soon a familiar silhouette appeared in the doorway. “Nathan,” I breathed, rushing over to him. He captured me in his strong, warm arms, and for the second time that day—or maybe the millionth, if you counted all of the little moments throughout the day when it suddenly hit me again—I felt like a fool for ever pushing h