Nathan’s POV
I glanced over at the alarm clock. Why am I up at 3:00 am on a Sunday? The answer is easy. Nineteen more days until Amelie and I say I do. I am so totally obsessed with her becoming my wife and staying my wife forever that I can’t sleep. I try to will myself to get up and head down to my office to work on some paperwork I’ve been neglecting, but it’s just not happening.
I heard a soft knock on the door. I quickly got out of bed and made my way to the door. I opened the door to see her standing there in her navy blue silk chemise nightgown. She looks breathtakingly beautiful, as always. “Amelie, what’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nathan, can I come in?” She queried.
“Of course, come in,” I motioned and stepped aside to let her in.
“I had a nightmare,” Amelie stated, and she hugged h
