#Chapter 56: Wrong Bed

Iris I wake to the sensation of warmth surrounding me, but it has little to do with the morning sunlight spilling through the window. It’s a pair of arms around me that I feel instead. Warm, sturdy, familiar arms. On instinct, I nuzzle deeper into that embrace, inhaling the familiar scent of my mate. It wraps around me like a cocoon, calming me to my core, far more than the sweater ever did. His arms tighten gently around me, tugging me a little closer, and his lips brush the top of my head in a tender kiss. I can’t help but smile softly at the sensation. For a moment, it feels as if the last five years never happened. As if I’ve just woken up in my old bed, wrapped in Arthur’s arms, a smile on my face. I imagine the two of us waking up slowly together, perhaps making love, his lips trailing across my throat and my shoulder… And then maybe heading downstairs, perhaps making breakfast together in our underwear before we start the day. It would be bli