Our eyes are locked. Foreheads resting upon one another. And, I do believe I may have just told Gianna I am crazy about her… she has yet to respond… and my heart feels like it is beating to its own beat… I think it is safe to say I am anxious about her reaction. It matters to me what she thinks, but she doesn't seem to want to share her feelings just yet. I can feel her gently chewing her lower lip, indicating to me, that she is deep in thought, likely analyzing everything we had just spoken of.
I sighed heavily. I needed to fix this before she convinced herself this was worse than it was. Before she talked herself out of it all. “Gianna, please? Come back with me? I can’t bear the thought of losing you.” I whispered.
“But if I do, I am potentially putting your whole pack at risk. You a
