I took her by the hand and led her upstairs, locking the door from the inside as we entered my room. I noticed that Ryleea was looking around, as it was certainly the first time she had entered that room. I needed to decide whether or not to invite her to bring her things and sleep there, as we would be sharing the same roof over the course of several months and I would be unable to keep my hands off her during that time.
"Are you really all right?" she asked, looking back at me.
"And why wouldn't I be?"
Eliminating the distance between us, I took my hand to the back of her hair and pulled the pigtail that held it, undoing her ponytail, watching the dense, dark strands fall beautifully over her shoulders.
“You do not look well. Did something happen?
"Please stop asking questions and m
