Lorna POV
A friend, other than Mrs Clarke, nobody has wanted to be my friend in.. .. in longer than I can remember. But why would she want to be my friend? She is beautiful and smart and elegant. I’m an uneducated abused dirty shell of a girl. Reminding myself of that takes the shine off her request and the amazing feelings I have been experiencing over the last 12 hours. Drake senses the change in me, picks me from the chair I sat in and sits down in my place. Pulling me on to his lap, his arms wrap around me and he nuzzles my neck.
“You are amazing, my beautiful clever mate” he whispers to me. Holding me tight, I feel my doubts flow out of me and peace settles in its place. Closing my eyes, I turn in his embrace and snuggle deeper into him. Something deep inside me knowing that in my
