Serena’s PovOne hour. That was all the time we had. Nate’s phone still glowed with the message, but I didn’t want the words to own the morning. I stepped in front of him, took the phone from his hand, and set it face down on the counter.“Look at me,” I said softly.He did. His eyes were tired and fierce at the same time. I rose onto my toes and kissed him, slow and deliberate. His hands settled on my waist like they belonged there. When we pulled apart I kept my forehead against his.“We’re married,” I whispered. “That’s the part I want to feel right now. Not the meeting. Not the threats. Just us.”Nate’s breath left him in a long, quiet sigh. He wrapped both arms around me and held on. “You’re right. Come here.”He led me back to the bedroom. We didn’t speak for a while. We just stood close, forehead to forehead, breathing each other in. His thumbs stroked the sides of my waist. My fingers rested against the warm skin at the back of his neck. The simple contact was enough to steady
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