Ivy
I'll admit I was a little worried when Ronan first proposed the idea of letting Noah stay in the Luna suite last night while I stayed with him in the Alpha suite. But he assured me that our son would be safe, and it isn't like I hadn't already slept in his bed since my return to Shadow Ridge. Thankfully, Noah had been knocked out by the time we made it back to the packhouse last night, so that helped ease my mom guilt a fraction.
I rolled over on the soft mattress and landed on something hard and very warm. I carefully peek open my eyes. Ronan is lying on his back, bare-chested, with one arm tucked behind his head, and his eyes are still closed. His lashes rest softly against his cheeks, and his chest rises and falls in an even rhythm.
He is so beautiful. I know, men don't want to
