Demien's POV
I knew exactly what made Greta panic and had her blushing that hard. She must have felt something when she left Dylan’s room.
I knew when she walked past my room to get to hers. Her footsteps were hurried so I decided to hit when the iron was still hot.
Damn! It felt so good holding her in my hands. I had opened my legs before making her sit on my lap so that she wouldn't feel my erection.
Everything about her was making my wolf go crazy. Her scent, her smile, her blush, the way she felt when I held her, all made me want to give in to my feelings and just kiss her till she moaned my name, but I knew that might scare her away from me.
I gently closed her door behind me and walked back to my room to get my laptop and head to work even if I wasn't sure that I could get
