Epilogue

Neem

"I thought you would be done dressing up. We are going to be late." I tell Aden.

"These buttons are hell." He mutters. "There should be about a hundred buttons on here."

"Hardly." I say, amused. "There are only fifteen."

Our clothes in Lyria never had buttons and it's always amusing that something so simple always gives him so much trouble.

"Might as well be a hundred." He mutters and shaking my head, I go to help.

He stares down at me as I work one button to the next.

"You are staring."

"I can't help it, you're beautiful." He says and I smile.

"One would think you were only seeing me for the first time."

"It feels like that sometimes." He says. "Sometimes I wake up amazed to have you by my side."

"Only sometimes?" I tease him and he laughs.

"Come here." He pulls my lips to his and kisses me and I forget about the buttons as I hold on, revelling in the movement of his lips on mine. I moan when his tongue darts in to taste me and his hands clench conclusively on my ass.

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