Jasmine’s POV
Someone pulled me out of my sleep.
"Jasmine" a low, raspy voice whispered. "Wake up."
I opened my eyes slowly, blinking through the dark bedroom. I could tell by the darkness of the room that it wasn't morning.
But Garrett was leaning over the bed.
I felt him take me to bed last night and I let him because I was just too tired to fight him or even wake up.
"Garrett...?" I murmured as I rubbed my eyes. "What time is it? Is something wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong," he whispered taking my hand, and pulling me up from the bed. "Put on something warm. I want to show you something."
I don't want to go anywhere with him because whatever is happening between us is dangerous and I hate that I'm leading it happened over and over again but my body led me before my mind could.
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