POV
The next morning came faster than expected. My body still felt weak from yesterday’s events, my heart tired from the mixed signals this mysterious, handsome man was sending to me.
Someone knocked twice before the door opened. I sat up immediately, grabbing my robe.
It was Kayden. “Good morning,” I said, smiling even though my heart was racing.
He nodded slowly. “Good morning,” he said and paused for a while. “I just wanted to tell you that I am sorry for last night. I crossed my boundaries, and I understand if you were angry, but please, Amelia,” he pleaded, clasping his hands together.
“Please don’t run away like that again. I don’t want to lose you, and the people out there won’t let you live another day if they can.”
I opened my lips to ask him what he meant by not wanting to
