Celeste's POV.
When I creaked the door open, warm air welcomed me, the type that filled me with comfort, even if it was just for a moment.
Or maybe it was just him, or maybe it was the scent of his cologne that sent comfort down my veins. Every time I was near him, my senses dulled and sharpened all at once. It was maddening and terrifying, like drowning and breathing at the same time.
He was sitting at the fireplace, bare-bodied. I stood at the entrance, unsure of how to tell him about my situation with Adrian.
I took in his large shoulders, watching longingly as I wondered what was keeping me from telling him I had been feeling a lot of strange things lately - things that I wanted only him to know about.
He stared at me, his eyes filled with uncertainty. I was so lost in thoughts I
