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She presses a kiss to my arm, snuggling every closer. “I wish you’d never been hurt, but I’m so grateful for this time with you.”

“I’ll always make time for you.”

Greer turns in my arms, her fingers tickling my jaw. “Normally, you belong to the world. Right now, you belong to me. But one day soon, your sight will return and I’ll have to give you back.”

Suddenly it’s clear, the distance I felt earlier. She’s afraid there isn’t space in my world for her, and so far, all I’ve done is compound that fear by hiding our marriage and any mention of my wife.

That changes tomorrow.

Tomorrow is about Greer Gray, the most perfect woman on the planet.

“Sweet dreams, my prince,” she whispers, her mouth dancing along my skin. “I love you.”

“I love you more.” With a final yawn, I allow my brain to settle as I drift to sleep.

The brightness streaming through the windows jerks me awake, and I blink as my eyes adjust to the light. “Crap, it’s sunny today,” I mutter before time slows to a crawl.

My heart races like a junkie on a speedball as I gaze around the room.

It is bright, the colors so vivid they hurt my eyes.

Eyes that can see.

I can see.

Chapter 16

Greer

There’s a certain hush in the early morning, and I need to find some peace before this evening. Tonight, I tell Ryder the big news about our baby. I’m still nervous, but the call to his publicist the night before eased my mind a bit.

He’s ready to tell the world about us. I’m ready to tell him he’s going to be a father. Despite overhearing his discussion with Colton and his claim that the timing is terrible, I have to believe he’ll be excited.

Please, God, let him be excited.

“Beautiful, what’s wrong?”

I look up, my gaze meeting Ryder’s azure stare. “Deep in thought.”

Ryder strolls over to me, that effortless grace on full display, as he pulls me into his arms and swings me around.

It only takes a few seconds for me to connect the dots—how easily he’s maneuvering around his home, the exuberance I haven’t seen in weeks—his vision is back and his excited whoop solidifies my hunch.

“You are so beautiful,” Ryder exclaims, his hands framing my face.

Grasping his hands, I pull back, my heart racing. “You can see.”

His smile is a thing of beauty. “I can see, Gigi. I’m back.”

I jump into his arms, squeezing him tight. “I told you it wasn’t over.”

“I have to call Colton and let him know.”

“First things first. Let’s call the doctor and ensure everything is copacetic.”

A grimace crosses his features. “You think it might not be permanent?”

“I’m fairly certain it is, but we’ll let the expert make the final determination. Then, feel free to call whoever you like. I, for one, am retiring as your nurse.”

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