#Chapter 133: Silver Falls

Iris I wake to the feeling of being watched. When I crack my eyes open, Arthur is propped up on one elbow beside me, staring directly at me with a smirk tugging at his lips. “Were you watching me sleep?” I mumble. “That’s creepy, you know.” His smile widens. “I can’t help it. You’re beautiful when you sleep.” I roll my eyes and pull the sheet up to cover my naked chest, suddenly aware of my tangled hair and morning breath. “I’m sure I look like a hot mess.” “Emphasis on hot,” he chuckles, leaning down to press a kiss to my forehead. “Sleep well?” “Mmm,” I nod, stretching like a cat. My muscles protest from yesterday’s horseback riding and last night’s… activities, but it’s a pleasant kind of protest. “You?” “Best sleep I’ve had in years.” “Where’s Miles?” I ask, suddenly realizing that the house is suspiciously quiet. Usually our son is up at the crack of dawn, bouncing on our bed and demanding breakfast. “With the ranch hand’s fam