I watch as George turns back to look at us and gives up a smile before turning back.
"Don't look at us!" Dustin growls, George laughs knowing he's kidding him right now but at the same time, he means it. He wants him to give us some privacy.
"Why, but I'm–" I try to explain why I want to pull up as he returns his eyes to me.
"I'm not your mate?"
My eyes which were balled out gradually become smaller as I lower my gaze.
"But you said you don't want me?" I lower my voice, almost lip talking so George doesn't get to hear.
"Yes," he accepts with a nod of his head. "But that doesn't mean you don't belong to us. I just want to protect you."
"Protect me from what?" I raise my body from his but he pulls me back.
"Don't tell me you aren't enjoying this treatment I'm giving you?"
