Zeke Hayes
Calm. Warm. Safe.
That's the best way to explain my last week. After I got out of the hospital, Peyton has been taking care of me. And not in an overwhelming way like I thought he would be. We haven't cuddled sense the hospital, and a part of me is disappointed.
I want to take it all slow, that's for sure. But a part of me is disappointed he hasn't made any moves, maybe that's crazy. Anyways, it's Friday night. It's been a little over a week since I've been out.
I'm going to have my first dinner with the pack. I've been eating food Sam brings me, which has been delicious but i need to stop hiding out. If I want to give this a real chance, I need to be all in.
"You sure?" Peyton asks, as I make my way past him and into the living area.
"Yeah, I'm sure. I waited long eno
