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CONRI'S POV

I picked him up and carried him into the bedroom. The entrance to the master suite was only a few feet away from the place behind the bar. I walked through the open door into the hallway leading to our master bedroom and slid open one door. Taking in the scent of Lucian's shampoo, and one corner spotted my suitcase. I smiled and chuckled, noting that Benjamin had already delivered my stuff. The rumble in my chest from the chuckle made 

I walked to the bed, pulled the covers back with Lucian still in my arms, and placed him on the bed. His head hit the pillows as his small breath escaped his lips. 

I stood for a moment before watching him before sitting on the end of the bed, staring at him to commit his handsome face to memory. I was married to Lucian Freki. It hit me.