Soren
Spending time with Rowan had become the highlight of my days. It wasn't just about the sex, though that was incredible in its own right. It was the quiet moments, the times when we weren't caught up in the chaos of our world.
I found myself craving him in ways I never thought possible, craving his presence, his voice, the way he looked at me when he thought I wasn't paying attention.
It was like we were creating fresh memories after the hitch in our relationship. I was desperately trying to bury our past, knowing that one day it would come knocking.
But I wasn't quite ready for that yet.
That was why I had planned the picnic.
We weren't the type of couple to do something so… normal. Most of our time together was spent in dark rooms, in the middle of power struggles, or wrapped in the aftermath of our own passion. But today, I wanted something different.
Rowan had raised an eyebrow when I suggested it. "A picnic?"
