POV: Darius
Sunday mornings were usually simple. Morning coffee. The news. Some silence before the day swallowed me whole in my home office. But not today. Today was entirely different.
I hadn’t slept in our bedroom last night. Nope, couldn’t do it. Not with Adriana sleeping there, so soft and peaceful, her face the picture of innocence. Although, she's been having a lot of questions lately.
But If I had stepped into that room last night, closed that door, I wasn’t sure I would have been able to stop myself. Not from kissing her again. Not from touching her. Not from doing all the things that had been burning holes in my head for the last few weeks.
So, I did the next best thing. I exiled myself to my home office. At least here, with work in front of me, I could pretend to be sane. I c
