I was sitting cross legged on my stool, finishing up a painting once Kayden entered the room. His dark hair was disheveled and his eyes seemed to glow under the dim lighting. "I'm so sorry I couldn't make it back in time for dinner, the meeting went long and I couldn't—"
"It's okay," I said softly, cutting him off, "I don't mind, you have a job to do. It shouldn't be all about me." My hand continued to add the slightest of details to the canvas, making it almost perfect. "Are you sure?" I nodded and hummed in response. I felt his arms wrap around me from behind and he gave me a kiss on the cheek, "Thank you Charlotte."