Chapter 118 : Questionable Breakfast

Becca.

I hadn't remembered falling asleep, but the light filtered through my open window, and as it did, my eyes fluttered open, giving way to another beautiful day. Stretching my arms over my head, my hand touched a warm body, and quickly looking to my left, I spotted Neals' sleeping form resting beside me.

I hadn't even realized that he had come into my bed last night, but looking at him now, I saw him in a different light. He wasn't the man I once knew, but instead, he was much stronger than I realized.

To be holding all of these secrets all these years and never having been able to talk to someone was something I would never be able to grasp.

How lonely that must have been for him.

Rolling to my side, I minded my baby bump and rested my head upon my hand as I reached over with my free hand brushing a strand of hair from his eyes. As quick as my touch had been, he grasped my wrist and slowly opened his eyes.

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered in a rough voice a