RONAN
The first thing I registered was the familiar scent of lavender, which was just Iris. My face was pressed against the back of her head and her body was curled against mine like she had never left. I didn't move because I did not want to break the spell. I just lay there, breathing her in, feeling the steady rise and fall of her ribs against my palm. It had been almost two years since I had woken up beside her and now she was here and I swore I was never letting her go again.
We should wake her up, Black said, but even he sounded content.
"In a minute," I replied. The moment was too perfect for me to ruin.
I pressed a kiss to the back of her head, and she stirred and I watched as her body stretched against mine, she turned in my arms and when she saw me, she smiled.
"Hi," she w
