Faith's Pov
I was physically there but my mind was Far Away as I folded one of Astor's crisp white shirts, laying it carefully into the open suitcase on the bed.
this was just a last minute or second decision and I know that he wants to get everything done as soon as possible and I want our daughter back to but I'm still worried.
I was reaching for another shirt when I felt a warmth behind me, a familiar scent. Astor. He didn't say anything, just leaned in, his chin resting on my shoulder, his nose brushing against my hair, then the skin of my neck. A shiver, not entirely unwelcome, traced its way down my spine.
"Mmm," he murmured, his voice a low rumble right next to my ear. "I've missed this. Having you prepare things for me."
I chuckled, turning my head slightly to look at him, a
