The alley fell into a gentle hush after Lazira's departure, the distant murmur of the night market feeling worlds away. Aiden remained behind Selvara, his strong arms wrapped securely around her from behind. She leaned back against his chest, eyes softly closed, simply basking in the warmth of his embrace. Her breathing was still a little unsteady, one hand resting over his on her belly where their child grew.
For a long moment, neither spoke. The world narrowed down to just the two of them — the steady beat of his heart against her back, the faint scent sex lingering between them, and the quiet comfort of being held.
Aiden slowly straightened, gently turning her around to face him.
