Chapter 40

Meadow’s POV

I didn’t know whether to consider it a coincidence that Alaric had my favorite flowers planted in a fucking garden in his home.

I didn’t know if I even wanted it to be a coincidence. I mean, I already knew that he’d stalked me before he ever met me. Or before I ever met him, rather.

He obviously knew I could touch him, which was why he went through all this trouble of getting a ring that was customized just for me and getting clothes in my size…

And surprisingly, it didn't freak me out like it was supposed to. That was what fucking scared me.

“If you’re done watching me, could you go back inside and leave me alone?”

He’d been watching me for a while. At first, I hadn’t noticed, but then, I’d felt it. That prickly feeling that someone was watching your every move.

Only, it didn’t feel uneasy. Excitement hummed through my veins, and warmth pooled at the bottom of my stomach.

I liked that he was watching.