Daisy’s pov
At work, I’m in the bathroom again because my bladder is weak. I didn’t hear Rik come in. One second, I was staring at my reflection in the mirror, trying to breathe through the chaos of my reality, and the next, his warmth was behind me. Rik’s arms slid around my waist, slow but sure, his chest solid against my back. I froze for half a heartbeat, then everything inside me unraveled.
His hands are rubbing my tummy slowly as he stares into my eyes in the mirror.
The scent of him, the cologne that usually turned my stomach lately, didn’t today. It wrapped around me like something familiar, something I’d missed. My breath caught, a tiny, broken sound escaping before I could stop it.
He said my name softly, almost a question, and I leaned back into him without thinking. My
