Chapter 257

Megan slowly drifted off again, until she felt the firm warmth of a chest against her back and a hand resting gently on her belly. Something damp brushed against her cheek. She opened her eyes and turned her head slightly. "You're back?" Tristan responded in a low voice, "Did I wake you?" "It's fine, I was already awake." Megan sat up, giving him a quick once-over. "Did you get hurt?" Tristan casually unfastened his pajama buttons, one by one. "Why don't you check for yourself?" Megan reached out, her fingertips grazing over his toned muscles. "You've lost a bit of weight, haven't you?" Her hand trailed lower, down his abs. "Wonder if the rest of you got skinnier too." Tristan chuckled softly, "Wanna find out?" He sat up looking at the woman in front of him—the one he'd longed for over the years, the one he wanted to protect forever. He gently touched her face, his fingers brushing past her eyes and brows. "You're beautiful. Like a crescent moon in the sky." Megan couldn't see her own