LEILANI
I was beginning to suspect that moving Aesir back into the bedroom had been a mistake. And it wasn't because he had done anything wrong. Unfortunately, the problem would have been significantly easier to solve if he had.
Instead, Aesir had been almost annoyingly respectful. Which I should be glad for but for some reason, I don't know what is even wrong with me. He knocked before entering the dressing area. He would warn me whenever he needed something from the wardrobe. He never pushed boundaries. Never lingered. HE Never made me feel trapped. Which was exactly the problem.
Because it left me with absolutely no excuse for the strange feelings that had started taking root over the past few days.
Feelings I was trying very hard to ignore. And failing Spectacularly miserably. It w
