(Ridge)
The room was dark after I turned the lamp off, with only a little light coming through the curtains from outside. It was enough to make out the shape of the bed, the window, and Mira beside me when I looked down. She lay tucked against my side with my arm around her, my hand resting over her stomach the way it always seemed to now. I did it without thinking anymore. It felt natural, like that was where my hand belonged.
Her fingers moved over mine, the ring brushing my skin. I noticed it right away and smiled to myself in the dark. I liked knowing it was there. I liked knowing she had chosen me.
“You awake?” I asked quietly.
“Yeah,” she said. “You are too.”
“I was thinking.”
“You do that loudly.”
I smiled. “You keep saying it.”
“Because it’s true.”
She shifted closer, brus
