AIDAN

The door to the room opened, and I didn’t need to look up to tell that it was Tara coming in. The many things I’d come to memorize as uniquely hers—her light footstep, her scent, and just that air around her presence, gave her away, and my eyes snapped up to find her. 

Stunning.

Drinking her in was like drawing a long breath of fresh air, and the lazy smile that was gracing her face was reward enough for how hectic shuffling after Nadia for an entire day ...