Madeline's POV
I woke up in my room covered with my blanket, and I can tell the heavy rain is still pouring outside, and I suddenly sat up as I remember my husband was here in my house. And I realized Hunter must carry me in my room since I couldn't remember. I got up from the sofa and said good night to him, and the last memory I have is he was stroking my hair until I fall asleep, and I smiled as I remember how wonderful it was to be closed to him. I can still smell his masculine scent that always drives me nuts.
I got up from my bed, and I get out of my room faster; and I smiled when I found Hunter sleeping on my couch. I got back to my room and pulled out a blanket from my closet, and I hurried back to the living room, and I spread the blanket over my husband's frame. I felt so tempted to wake him up and ask him to transfer into my bed, but I know it is not yet the right time.
