Black's POV
He's at my unit. We're just cuddling like what couples do.
I know my decision not to commit was wrong but I'm contented with what we have. No fights, fewer problems.
I like James, He's the first one who made me feel this way and I'm so thankful that he's a nice guy. He's quiet most of the time but he has pure humor he's a sensible man, unlike Daze!
Shoot! Did I just compare them? He's not even worth comparing to James because James is way much better than him.
I'm busy stroking his hair when he sighed heavily. My eyebrow creased and I try to meet him in the eye.
"What's wrong?" I asked. He just flashed a smile and said it was nothing I worry about.
"Anyway, I have to go back to the hospital." He gets up and fixed himself.
"Are you sure I shouldn't worry?" I asked
