KADE’S POV
There was no need to move when everything I had looked forward to having was in my arms. Zaya slept soundly and I was grateful that she didn’t have any more dreams haunting her. I want her to heal and be happy.
I wanted my arms to be the place she felt safest in as she was allowed to run into anytime she wanted to feel safe.
This was perfect. A motivation to make it something constant for us. I wanted that. And I hoped that she would too.
Sleep fell from my eyes the moment I felt her move. She was about to turn away from me and I wasted no time pulling her back and securing her in my arms where she belonged with her nose nuzzled in the crook of my neck. She sighed in relief, knowing she was home and it made me smile. Just perfect, I thought, smiling to myself.
It was st
