Diana's POV:
"But I can't..." I started to protest but he shook his head.
"Please don't fight me on this one. You can't stay here any longer. You're safer with me."
I stared into his eyes and sighed. "You're right. I can't...I don't think I can sleep here knowing that he..."
"You don't have to say it if you feel really uncomfortable." He said softly. "Come, I'll help you with packing."
"It's fine, you need to rest too. I can get my things ready."
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry."
"Don't fight me on this one, please" I said, using his words against him.
"Cheeky."
He took a step back, allowing me to hop off the counter top. I tried to walk past him but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back for a fleeting kiss.
"Hey!" I laughed, pushing him away playfully.
"He needs you," He sa
