Aduke'S POV
I missed him. Hell! It hurt more than my cramps and that was saying something. I walked in on his conversation with his brother and my knees went weak from the truth in his deep voice.
I had forgiven him a long time ago because you don't stay mad at the people you love if you really love them. But I was hurt and I couldn't trust him.
"You okay?" I looked away from the ceiling and turned to him, making my head comfortable on the new pillow I had him get. The other one I had been using for years was getting uncomfortable.
He covered me up with a blanket I had stolen from his room after he had disappeared. It was the only thing I had taken because it smelled like him the most.
"Mhmm" I hummed in reply and took him in. His beard had grown significantly since he came back and it made him look even older than he was.
I liked it.
His eyes searched mine and I held his gaze while his tongue moistened his lower lip.