Serene
By the evening of the next day, I was back home. And Daphne was back in Roman's place. No one was the wiser.
There had been a rowdy welcome from the men when I arrived, but even through my smiles, I was secretly on the lookout for one person.
Agnar. But he wasn't there.
“Oh,” Oliver said, as if he read my thoughts. “Agnar isn't home now. He had things to take care of. I'm sure he would have stayed back if he'd known you would be arriving today.”
Ivar snorted and said, voice mischievous, “How sure are you that he would have stayed back if he knew?”
Oliver slapped the back of his head. “Shut up.”
“Ow!”
Sebastian held my hands, eyes twinkling. “We missed you. Very much.”
“I missed you, too.” It was true. I missed the warmth and the comfort and the rowdiness.
I had grown to l
