Chapter 113
Ella
By the time Aidan and I collapsed on the bed, I wasn’t sure I could move another inch. My body was sore, completely spent, but in the best way possible. His arm was draped over my waist, and our legs were tangled beneath the covers. The room smelled like him—like us—and for a while, I just lay there listening to his even breathing.
At some point, I must have drifted off. But when I woke again in the middle of the night, it wasn’t to the weight of Aidan beside me—but to the slow, steady rise and fall of a different chest behind me.
Nikolai.
He was nestled against my back, one arm lazily slung across my waist, his breath warm against the back of my neck. I could feel his heartbeat against my skin, calm and steady. I sighed and snuggled into him, letting sleep take me
