As she asked, she stared up to look at him. Her eyes held his, seeking the answer.
Aiden looked at her. The moment seemed to have stretched between them —long but desperate.
It might have been barely a few seconds, but it felt like hundreds of minutes had passed.
Just when Arwen's patience would have given up, he nodded.
And her expression shifted.
"You had?" she asked, her heart beating hard inside her chest. Could he be what she has been thinking?
Aiden nodded again. "Someone did give me a nickname."
"Who?" she asked, not realizing that she had been holding her breath.
"It was you," Aiden said, his gaze obvious on her. "You call me 'husband', endearingly. Did you forget already?"
The anticipation that had been building inside her deflated at once. She stared at him and paused for a second.
