Eden's POV:
There was something about Leeyah…the way she ate, the way she spoke…that pulled me in. Any confusion I once had was gone. This woman was mine.
She looked up at me, her brows furrowing in that adorably puzzled way.
"What? Is there something on my face?" she asked, immediately reaching for a napkin.
Before she could, I took her hand, stopping her.
“No, there's nothing on your face. You are simply beautiful and I'm enjoying the view way too much." I said to her, careful not to reveal too much about how I actually felt.
I could see us doing this every single morning for the rest of our lives, our little ones by our side. Yes, that’s how far my thoughts had wandered.
“Oh,” Leeyah murmured, her cheeks flushing red. The color spread down her neck and disappeared beneath my shi
