Ivan
"Whatever happens, I'll find you again…" I promised, taking Nefra's hands and kissing her knuckles as she lay against my chest.
We hadn't gone straight downstairs after seeing the guy. Neither of us was ready to deal with that.
So, I'd been selfish and irresponsible, taking my mate back to bed. We slept for what felt like hours, dreamless and peaceful. There was no desire to do anything when we woke up, and nothing forced us to do anything else. Nefra wasn't tempted to look at the window, and I didn't ask her to explain who the man was. I was curious, but it was a problem for me in the future, not now. We needed this, and I wouldn't squander the opportunity.