Chapter 70. Under the Cabin

ARDEN

Everything felt too good to be true. And maybe it was. Still, I wanted to hold onto it—just a little longer.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself curled up against Cade’s chest, my cheek pressed to the steady rise and fall of his breathing. His arms were still wrapped around me, even in sleep. He looked so peaceful like this, his brows relaxed, lips slightly parted.

He hadn’t experienced a nightmare this time. A small smile flickered across my lips as I watched him. Was it selfish to hope this moment meant something? Whoever this “Honey” girl was—the one whose name had haunted his dreams—was it too much to believe he could forget her in my presence?

Something twisted in my chest. Maybe I didn’t want to know the answer.

I stayed there for a while, letting my fingers lightly brush the ridge of muscle on his arm, trailing softly, lazily over his skin. It felt dangerous, allowing myself to feel this much, but I couldn’t help it.

Then, slowly, h