The next morning, I blinked awake to find the bed empty beside me. Confusion washes over me for a second until my gaze drifts across the room and lands on Dom. He’s sitting at the foot of the bed, leaning forward to lace up his shoes.
“Good morning, love. I’m about to go meet the moving crew and pick up Salem,” he tells me, his voice still gravelly with sleepiness.
“Good morning. Okay, babe… be careful,” I murmur, my voice also heavy with sleep. He stands and crosses over to me, a small smile curving his lips.
“Always, sweetheart,” he says, leaning down to brush his mouth against mine in a tender kiss. I melt into it, pressing my lips back to his, and for a moment the world narrows to just us. Then he pulls away, thumb sweeping gently over my cheek. “See you soon, baby.”
“Okay,” I whis
