POV Evanne
“Evanne! Evanne! Wake up, please please wake up!” A familiar voice yammered. I opened my eyes slightly, realizing I was laying on something hard, I looked up to see Zander’s familiar face stained with tears. He looked towards me, relief evident in his face as he pulled me closer whimpering into my neck.
“I thought I lost you,” Zander whispered, pulling me closer into him. My heart stopped beating, realizing how close he was, his breath upon my skin, I couldn’t help myself as I began to shudder to realize how much I truly wanted him. Finally escaping into the imagination I have been Ignoring since I met him, in fear of his rejection. He began to slowly pull away, feeling his heat leave me, gave me a sense of fear and loneliness, his scent lingering near me giving me the coura
