Chapter 131: 'What's Rose to you?'

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I laid her down on her bed and then waited to make sure she was really alright. For the hundredth time, I traced her face with my eyes, drowning myself in the contours and forms of her features, getting drunk in the happiness I felt from being familiar with them and being able to discover something new about them.

My thumb brushed across her brows, trying to sooth them. ‘Don’t worry, Rose.’ I heard my whisper. ‘I’m here.’ Stop frowning, cub.

And a sigh left her lips, those slim brows relaxed.

My own lips spread into a genuine smile. ‘You’ll be fine.’

Without thinking, I leaned in and kissed the corner of those fine brows then pulled back to study her some more.

Of those times we made love, she’d always fall asleep first, and I would draw her in and wrap her in my arms, and listen to her peaceful breathing until the moon sets and the sun rises. Strangely, the wait for that darn moon to set seemed much, much shorter than before.

‘When you wake up, Rose, I’m not going to push y