Kylie’s POV
Alec’s scent is comforting. His touch is soothing.
And when he says that he will handle this…I believe him.
All of these different, and confusing, emotions are swirling around in my head.
Moments ago…I felt rage towards this man. Convinced of all the terrible things he had done, and to me.
But now…now with my face buried against his hard torso, his strong arms wrapped around my shoulders, his chin resting on my head…I see how wrong I have been and now I never want him to let me go.
I want him to protect me. I want him to hold me.
I want him in my life.
Hell, he saved my life.
If it weren’t for him all those years ago…
Sniffing, I pull back, making Alec’s arms instantly drop off, much to my disappointment.
Lifting my eyes to his, it’s hard to speak.
I feel ashamed of
