Page 125 of Slightly Unexpected

Lord, only Aris had ever made me do that.

He followed right after, his movements becoming erratic before he shuddered. He came, holding me tight against him as if he’d never let go.

We lay on the deck afterward, tangled together under the open sky. The stars were impossibly bright, the way they only get when you’re far from shore.

Aris’s lips brushed against my temple. “No regrets, wife?”

I thought about Montrose. About the life I’d left behind, the one I’d built here, and everything it cost to get from one to the other.

“Not a single one, husband.”

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