Chapter 121 Sable
- Sable
- Of course it’s Trystan who goes against my wishes and barges into the bedroom like he owns the place.
- But I can’t even be mad. The sight of him looming in the doorway, his shoulders so broad he barely fits, is a welcome one. Then he’s on the bed, his arms warm and real around me. I clutch his t-shirt and lean into him, breathing in his scent, taking strength in his presence.