RONAN
Iris came home much later. I was in my study, staring at reports I couldn't focus on. I had been here for hours. Reading the same lines over and over and not retaining anything.
When I heard the front door open, I didn't move. I heard her footsteps in the hallway before she paused outside the study door.
Finally, she knocked and pushed open the door and stepped inside.
"Hey," she said softly.
"Hey." I REPLIED dryly.
She crossed the room slowly and stood behind my chair. I felt the warmth as her hands slid over my shoulders, fingers curling into the fabric of my shirt.
“Hi,” she murmured again.
I didn’t respond. Her hands moved, one sliding to my jaw, turning my face slightly toward her. Her lips brushed mine. It was a kiss meant to test the waters. I didn’t lean in or pull a
