Lincoln’s POV
I feel like I’m living in a dream world, ever since Abbey told me last night that she was mine, she’s been different, more relaxed, and for the first time ever, I woke up with her red hair splayed across my pillow, her body nestled into my side.
As I shift slightly to be able to see her, my kitten sighs gently, the hand that is resting across my stomach tightens slightly as though she’s trying to pull me closer, maybe worried that I’ll leave her. She has no fears there, I’m never leaving this woman, and despite what she thinks, she’s never leaving me or this house. Her and Robyn? They are mine and this is where they belong, in my house, with me.
Lashes futter against Abbey’s cheeks before they slowly open, revealing the hazel eyes that I love so much. I instinctively tight
