Naomi's POV
The house was silent, except for the soft tick of the clock and the gentle hum of Miranda's steady breaths while sleeping. The world has finally, finally, came to a standstill for us.
I sat by the window, I was only wearing a robe, arms folded across my chest, watching moonlight stream across the garden.
I heard his footsteps, slow and steady, behind me.
Raymond
My anchor, my storm.
We had not had a moment by ourselves like this in what seemed like forever.
No enemy lying in hiding.
No experiments waiting to take our daughter away from us.
Just us.
And then suddenly, I couldn't breathe.
……..
His strong, warm hands wrapped around my waist from behind. He placed his chin on my shoulder and just like that I could feel his breath on my body and my body immediately res
