Epilogue
Megan
“Nyko, someone’s knocking on the door.” I wiggled in his arms and then laughed when he tugged the dress from my hand.
“I like you naked.”
I spun in his hold, tilted my head back so I could look up at him. He was smiling at me, a quick and easy grin that I saw more and more since we’d arrived on Atlan. The stress of fighting, of even just being on the Karter had worn on both of us more than we imagined.
While we’d certainly made exceptionally good use of every horizontal surface in the house, and a few walls, too—we’d both been restless sleepers. Nightmares plagued us both, but it was easy to reach out and know Nyko was there. Would always be there. He’d either held me or kissed me or even f****d my bad dreams away. He’d said it was his job to do so.
And when he, too, w
