Iris POV
My body was filled with a nice and comforting ache that felt good, reminding me of the special and close moments we had just experienced together.
The soft silk of my sleeping robe felt cool and nice against my skin as I wrapped it around myself, getting ready to quietly leave Rafaelle's fancy and beautifully decorated room.
Just as I was about to take my first step, I felt his hand touch mine. It was warm and surprisingly gentle, and he gently held onto my hand, stopping me from leaving.
“Wait a moment,” he said, his voice soft and low, almost a whisper. There was a husky quality to it, and I could hear a slight tremor that suggested he was feeling something vulnerable, something I had never heard from him before. “Could you please stay with me for just a little whil
