Chapter 130

Melanie’s POV

I jangled my keys in the lock, only to realize I’d somehow acquired Asher’s house key along with mine. Seriously, had he slipped it onto my keychain as stealthily as a cat burglar? One minute I was fumbling for my own key, the next I was unlocking his door like a pro. Whatever—point for team “My Mate Has My Back.” (And my keys.)

Of course I was relieved that he’d locked the door. Nothing says “You’re fabulous” like the knowledge that my baby, Theo—my adorable, drool-fest of a son—was safe inside with his daddy. Mate. No, not just mate. Soulmate. The double-stamped, gold-foiled, lifetime-warranty kind.

Which felt weird considering my previous “soulmate experience” had been SD—Soulmate Deluxe, a.k.a. the world’s biggest bastard. If soulmates were supposed to be your forever half, why had I gotten stuck with someone who—let’s face it—would have made Azula from Avatar say, “Uh, that’s a little much”? I mean, I wasn’t perfect, but I wasn’t actively