Don't go.
She wanted me to stay?
"Sam?" She asked, yawning.
"Okay, okay, I'll stay Cheyenne."
I backed away from the doorway, shutting the door and walking past her to the couch but she grabbed my wrist to stop me.
"In the bed."
I grew nervous, "okay..."
I walked over to the other side of the bed and laid down under the covers, luckily I was in something comfy already.
I laid there, staring at the ceiling.
She doesn't realize what she's doing.
I'm gonna get attached to her, she's gonna break my heart all over again when she finds her mate.
I can't do this...
But I'd rather her be happy.
Suddenly, I felt her roll over then lay her head on my chest and wrap her arm around me.
God... this feels so right...
But so wrong...
Even though we just met, I think I'm starting to grow a
